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Lily gulped, it's the 'devil'. She said in her mind with her hands still trembling.

Raven picked the phone from the girl's hand, turning it off, he said, "You don't want to do that. Now run along and forget everything that happened here, little girl." His voice low and chilly to the bone.

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Sunshine Meets Grumpy

He's a hitman, a hacker, a serpent slithering through the city's underbelly. Not a hero, not even close. The mafia's ghost in the machine, shadows his only companions.

Then, there's her. Bookish, buried in debt and dreams, juggling endless shifts and late-night study sessions. Sunflower yellow amidst the grimy alleys, oblivious to the danger lurking beneath her hopeful smile. "Plain," they call her, "basic." But her light, it's undeniable.

One fated night, a muttered curse, a stolen glance. Their worlds, oil and water, are destined to collide. Can sunshine melt the frost around a killer's heart? Or will their tangled destinies ignite a storm that consumes them both?

The Hitman’s Sunshine

<p>[Music Recommendation: Running Out Of Roses ~ Alan Walker & Jamie Miller]</p>

<p>Maya touched the back of her head and groaned. The darkness that had engulfed her earlier was now replaced with a dull light from an oil lamp placed to the side. She sat up from the floor, and her first instinct was to touch her stomach to ensure her baby was safe. She felt a little sore at her back, but that was the only discomfort. Maya looked around the room; it was not somewhere familiar. She noticed she was not the only person in the room, but all she could see was a silhouette and nothing more.</p>

MAMA BEAR'S PROTECTIVE INSTINCTS