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# **Chapter 10: Hana's Revenge Mission**
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It all started with one sentence.
> "You're lucky I love you even when you act like a robot in a tailored suit."
Hana had muttered it the night after Sher's dramatic public confession.
He, ever the emotionally-stunted alpha, had blinked, murmured "...mm," and then fell asleep mid-cuddle like nothing happened.
So now?
Revenge.
Sweet. Playful. Slightly unhinged. *Hana-style* revenge.
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### Step 1: Assemble a Team
Hana stood in the indoor garden of the Wolter mansion with a secretive smile. In front of her stood:
* **Kai Wolter**, Sher's cousin and eternal agent of chaos.
* **Mira**, the family's sarcastic AI home system (with full voice access).
* **Klein**, Sher's youngest brother, who lived to watch his older sibling suffer.
"This is serious," Hana said. "Operation 'Jealous Husband' is officially live."
Kai smirked. "Oh, I'm in. Sher deserves to taste emotional panic for once."
Mira chimed, "I can loop footage of Hana laughing at other men and broadcast it on Sher's office wall. Mood setting?"
"Perfect," Hana said.
Klein blinked. "This is... terrifying. I love it."
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### Step 2: The 'Training Accident'
It began during one of Sher's elite combat sessions at the private Wolter facility.
Hana showed up in sports gear, all fire and sass, stretching in front of the glass where Sher was mid-sparring with a combat drone.
Then, *intentionally*, she asked Kai:
> "Can you teach me how to defend myself? Sher's too busy being Mr. Supreme Ruler of Silence."
Loud. Clear. Right near the comms.
Sher missed a punch and got socked in the shoulder.
He glared at the window.
Kai, keeping a straight face, stepped closer to Hana. "You're so light on your feet. You'd make a great partner in hand-to-hand."
He even reached to adjust her wrist wrap.
The security footage caught Sher breaking the combat drone's metal neck in one hit.
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### Step 3: The "I'm Going Out" Trick
Hana stood at the foyer in a black jumpsuit with gold details, heels that could kill, and eyes glittering with mischief.
Sher, exiting his office, halted mid-step.
"Where are you going?" he asked, voice clipped.
"Oh, just dinner. With a *friend.*" She smiled sweetly.
Sher's jaw clenched. "Which friend?"
"Kai."
He exhaled in relief.
"And three other people you don't know."
He froze.
"I'll be back late," she added casually, grabbing her hover-jacket.
"Hana—"
"Yes, darling?"
"Be home by ten."
"I'll think about it."
She winked and vanished.
He stood there for five full minutes.
Then he called Mira. "Track her. Silently."
Mira responded in monotone: "Yes, Clingy Husband. Tracking now."
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### Step 4: The Breakdown
When Hana returned at exactly 10:03 PM, she was greeted by Sher.
In the *dark*, standing at the top of the stairs like a Gothic drama king.
She bit her lip to keep from laughing. "You waited up?"
He didn't speak.
"You okay?"
He walked down slowly, then stopped right in front of her.
"You were gone too long."
"Exactly three minutes."
"Felt like hours."
She blinked.
"I don't like you being admired by others," he muttered.
"You just confessed you were jealous."
"I didn't confess. I'm... stating territorial logic."
"Oh? Should I show you the holo-message from Kai saying I looked hotter than ever?"
Sher's eyes darkened.
"Delete it."
She smirked.
"You're too calm," she said.
He took a step closer.
"I'm not calm. I'm using 76% of my emotional control systems to avoid pinning you to this wall."
Her throat went dry.
"I didn't *actually* flirt with anyone."
"I know."
"Then why are you—"
He kissed her.
Hard. Deep. Furious. Then soft. Careful. Like an apology and a threat wrapped together.
When he pulled away, his forehead rested against hers.
"I'm not afraid of enemies. Or politics. Or war."
He swallowed.
"But you? You scare me. Because if I lose you, I lose everything I never knew I wanted."
She was speechless.
For once.
Completely, speechlessly... in love.
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Later that night, wrapped in his arms, she whispered:
"Operation Jealous Husband... complete."
He opened one eye. "You made me suffer."
"You made me wait."
He smirked. "Revenge accepted. Just don't do it again."
"Or what?"
"I'll marry you again. Loudly. With doves. Every month."
She laughed. "Sher, that might be the most terrifying threat you've ever made."
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