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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

[Music Recommendation: Arcade ~ Duncan Laurence]

Victor sat beside Augustine in the lavish living room, listening intently as his father discussed business with his associates. It had only been a few days since he moved in with his father, and the isolation was suffocating. All communication with the outside world was strictly prohibited, leaving him unable to contact Raven or even check on Maya's well-being. The memory of his hurtful words to Maya still haunted him, and he longed to explain and make amends.

Augustine's voice broke into his thoughts, "I want to retire, it's time for my son to take over The Foundation." Victor's eyes snapped towards his father, his mind racing with objections. He had no intention of leading the company; his sole focus was rescuing Maya and escaping.

TIME IS RUNNING OUT