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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: Now We Are Free ~ 2 Cellos]

Raven held Lily closely, with his eyes closed. He needed a moment to get his thoughts together. First, it was Shadow, now Victor had called to tell him Azalea had been alive all these years, only to be declared missing upon Augustine's arrest. It wasn't the news he wanted to give to Lily.

If he were to tell Lily that her mother was alive only to find her dead, it would really break her heart. He didn't want to keep anything from her anymore, but he wanted to give Lily just facts.

"What happened to Shadow?" Lily asked after minutes had passed and they held each other in silence.

A HEAVY HEART