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Chapter 7 - CHAPTER 7 - The Prediction

 Thane walked into the room, his presence commanding attention. Hana felt a shiver run down her spine as he approached her. "Where have you been?" Hana asked, trying to sound calm. Thane smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Just taking care of some business," he said, his voice dripping with mystery.

 Hana's mind raced as she tried to think of a way to convince Thane to let her go. "Please, Thane," she said, trying to sound desperate. "My parents will be looking for me. They'll worry about me." Thane's smile grew wider. "That's exactly what I want," he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

 Hana's eyes widened in shock. "What do you mean?" she asked, trying to keep her voice steady.

 Thane leaned in close, his breath whispering against her ear. "I want your parents to look for you," he whispered. "I want them to think you're missing."

 Hana's mind reeled as she tried to understand Thane's motives. Why would he want her parents to think she was missing? What did he have planned?

 Hana's eyes locked onto Thane's, her mind racing with questions. "Why?" she demanded, trying to keep her voice steady. "What do you want from me?"

 Thane's smile grew wider, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Oh, Hana," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You're so curious. But don't worry, I'll tell you everything in due time."

 Hana's frustration grew, her hands clenching into fists. "Tell me now," she demanded, trying to keep her voice from shaking.

 Thane chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Patience, Hana," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "All will be revealed in time." Hana's anger boiled over, her hands shooting out to push Thane away. But he was too quick, catching her wrists in a vice-like grip.

 "Ah-ah, Hana," he said, his eyes glinting with warning. "Don't try to fight me. You won't win." Hana's heart raced, her mind racing with fear. What did Thane have planned for her? And why was he being so mysterious?

 Thane's grip on Hana's wrists tightened as he pulled her closer to him, his fingers digging into her skin. "Come with me," he growled, his voice low and menacing.

 Hana tried to struggle, but Thane's hold was like a vice. He dragged her out of the room and down a long hallway, finally stopping at a large wooden door. He pushed the door open and pulled Hana inside, slamming the door shut behind them.

 Hana found herself in a lavish bedroom, with a massive bed in the center of the room. Thane released her wrists and turned to face her, a sneer twisting his face. "You're mine now," he snarled, his eyes gleaming with triumph.

 Hana's heart raced, her mind racing with fear. She tried to speak, but Thane cut her off. "Don't bother trying to talk your way out of this," he sneered. "You're not going anywhere."

 Thane began to pace around the room, his eyes fixed on Hana. "You're a valuable asset," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "And I'm going to make sure you know it."

 Hana's face burned with anger and humiliation. She tried to stand up to Thane, but he just laughed. "You're in no position to defy me," he sneered. "You're mine now. And I'll do with you as I please."

 Thane's eyes gleamed with amusement as he watched Hana try to resist him. "Oh, Hana," he said, his voice dripping with condescension. "You really are so predictable."

 With a swift motion, Thane reached out and grasped Hana's arm, his grip like a vice. "Come down to dinner with me," he commanded, his voice brooking no argument.

 Hana tried to pull away, but Thane's hold was too strong. He dragged her out of the bedroom and down to the dining room, where a sumptuous feast was laid out. Thane forced Hana into a chair and took his own seat at the head of the table. "Eat," he ordered, his eyes glinting with amusement.

 Hana's mind raced as she tried to think of a way to escape. But Thane's guards were stationed at the doors, and she knew she couldn't outrun them.

 With a heavy heart, Hana began to eat, her eyes fixed on Thane with a mixture of fear and defiance. Thane watched her with a triumphant smile, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

 As the meal drew to a close, Thane leaned forward, his voice taking on a menacing tone. "You see, Hana," he said, "I always get what I want. And right now, I want you."

 Hana's heart raced as Thane's eyes seemed to bore into her soul. She knew she had to think fast, or risk becoming Thane's next victim.

 Hana's mind raced as she tried to think of a way to escape. She knew she couldn't outrun Thane's guards, but she had to try. She slowly got up from her seat, her eyes fixed on Thane. "I'm not going to make it easy for you," she said, her voice steady. Thane laughed, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "I'm counting on it," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

 Hana took a step back, her heart racing. She knew she had to think fast, or risk becoming Thane's next victim. She quickly scanned the room, looking for anything she could use to defend herself.

 That's when she saw it - a small letter opener on the table. It was sharp and looked like it could be used as a weapon. Hana quickly grabbed the opener and held it up, her eyes fixed on Thane.

 "I'm not afraid of you," she said, her voice steady. Thane laughed, his eyes gleaming with amusement. "We'll see about that," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

 And with that, Thane stood up and started walking towards Hana, his eyes fixed on her. Hana held her ground, the letter opener clutched in her hand. She was ready to defend herself, no matter what.

 Thane's eyes narrowed as he watched Hana grab the vase and throw it at him. He dodged it easily and countered with a swift grab, snatching the vase out of her hand.

 "Predictable," he sneered, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You think you can outsmart me, Hana? I know your every move before you even make it."

 Hana's eyes widened as Thane forced her back into the room, the vase still clutched in his hand. He slammed the door shut behind them, trapping her.

 "Let's play a game, Hana," Thane said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "You try to escape, and I'll predict your every move. And if you lose... you have to do what I say."

 Hana's heart raced as Thane advanced on her, the vase still in his hand. She knew she had to think fast, or risk becoming Thane's puppet. "Fine," she spat, trying to sound braver than she felt. "Let's play your game."

 Thane grinned, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Excellent choice, Hana. Now... let's see... where will you try to escape next?" Hana tried to think, but Thane's words were like a maze in her mind. She couldn't focus. "I know!" Thane exclaimed, his eyes gleaming with triumph. "You'll try to make a run for the door!"

 Hana's eyes widened as Thane predicted her exact move. She tried to shake off the feeling of unease, but Thane's words were like a spell, binding her.

 "Ah-ah, Hana," Thane said, his voice dripping with condescension. "You can't outsmart me. Now... come and eat your dinner."

 Hana's stomach churned as Thane forced her to sit down at the table, the vase still clutched in his hand. She knew she had to think fast, or risk becoming Thane's prisoner forever.