Mag-log inIsabella is a young lady who is forced to sign a contract deal which sells her without possible revocation to the deadliest mafia Lord. Luca. Her parents, having no other option, use her as the last collateral to pay up whatever they owed Luca. After she arrives at Luca's Villa, he tries to make her comfortable but still drops warnings for her. Isabella is anything but comfortable. She is determined to get away from there as fast as possible. Isabella, without the knowledge of Luca, plans an escape. Ready to leave.
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الكوميدية والرومانسية التي تدور احداتها في قلب طوكيو النابض، حيث يلتقي "التخطيط الماكر" بـ "الحظ العاثر" في قصة عنوانها: "خداع القلوب: حرب الورد والشوكة". الجزء الأول: الخطة رقم (1) - "مظلة الحب المسروقة" تبدأ قصتنا في حي "أكيهابارا" المزدحم تحت سماء طوكيو الرمادية التي تنذر بمطر وشيك. بطلنا هو "كينجي"، شاب وسيم، يرتدي بدلة رسمية أنيقة، لكنه في الواقع "محتال عاطفي" صغير. خطته بسيطة: يوقع الفتيات في حبه ليدفعن عنه فواتير المطاعم الفاخرة، ثم يختفي كالدخان. أما بطلتنا فهي "هانا"، فتاة تبدو رقيقة وهادئة بزيها التقليدي المطور، لكنها "صيادة هدايا" محترفة؛ هدفها إيقاع الشباب الأثرياء في فخها لجمع المجوهرات والحقائب باهظة الثمن. في ذلك اليوم، كان كينجي يبحث عن "فريسة" جديدة، بينما كانت هانا تبحث عن "صيد" ثمين. التقيا عند ناصية شارع مزدحم. كينجي، بخبرته، حدد هانا كهدف: "تبدو ساذجة وغنية، مثالي!". هانا، بذكائها، حددت كينجي: "ساعته تبدو أصلية، هذا هو المطلوب!". بدأت السماء تمطر فجأة. كانت هذه هي اللحظة المثالية لكينجي. أخرج مظلته الوحيدة، واقترب من هانا التي كانت تتظاهر بالارتباك من المطر. "آنستي، يبدو أنكِ نسيتِ مظلتكِ. هل تسمحين لي بمشاركتكِ الطريق؟" قالها كينجي بابتسامة تدرب عليها أمام المرآة لساعات. ردت هانا بخجل مصطنع: "أوه، هذا كرم كبير منك. كنتُ قلقة من أن يفسد شعري قبل موعدي الهام". (بالطبع، لم يكن لديها موعد، كانت فقط تتسكع بحثاً عن ضحية). بدأ الاثنان يسيران تحت المظلة الصغيرة. كان كينجي يخطط لإمالة المظلة نحوها ليغرق هو قليلاً فيكسب تعاطفها، لكن ما حدث هو أن حذاءه انزلق على قشرة موز (نعم، حرفياً!) مما جعله يترنح ويتمسك بكتف هانا. وبدلاً من أن يسقط، سحبها معه ليسقطا معاً في بركة مياه صغيرة. هنا، بدلاً من الغضب، انفجرت هانا بالضحك لأنها كانت قد خططت أصلاً لتمثيل دور "المغمى عليها" لتجعله يحملها، لكن السقطة الحقيقية كانت أكثر إقناعاً! كينجي، وهو يمسح الطين عن وجهه، نظر إليها وضحك أيضاً. في تلك اللحظة، شعر كلاهما بوخزة غريبة في قلبه، لكنهما قمعاها فوراً. "يجب أن أركز على الخطة"، فكر كينجي. "هذا الأحمق لديه مال، لن أدعه يفلت"، فكرت هانا. اتفقا على الذهاب إلى مقهى قريب لتجفيف ملابسهما. في المقهى، حاول كينجي أن يطلب أغلى أنواع القهوة ليظهر أنه "جنتلمان" ثري، بينما كانت هانا تحاول التظاهر بأنها لا تهتم بالمال. لكن الصدفة جعلت الجرسون يتعثر ويسكب القهوة الساخنة على "خطة" كينجي الورقية التي سقطت من جيبه (والتي كتب فيها: كيف تخدع الفتاة ذات الكيمونو). ارتبك كينجي وحاول إخفاء الورقة، فظنت هانا أنه يخفي "رسالة حب قديمة" وبدأت تشعر بـ "غيرة تمثيلية" تحولت لسبب ما إلى ضيق حقيقي. انتهى اللقاء الأول بتبادل الأرقام. عاد كينجي إلى منزله وهو يقول: "سأجعلها تقع في الفخ المرة القادمة!". وعادت هانا وهي تقول: "سآخذ منه تلك الساعة في الموعد القادم!". لم يدرك الاثنان أن القدر كان يضحك خلف ظهورهما، وأن "المظلة" التي جمعتهما كانت بداية لسلسلة من المصادفات التي ستحطم كل خططهما الماكرة. أصدقائي الأعزاء، يسعدني جداً تفاعلكم مع مغامرات "كينجي" و"هانا". قبل أن نغوص في فخاخ الجزء الثاني وتصادم خططهما الماكرة، أدعوكم لدعم القناة ، فدعمكم هو الوقود الذي يجعل هذه القصة تستمر حتى نهايتها الـمُثيرة. شكراً من القلب لكل تعليق ولكل إعجاب، أنتم شركاء هذا النجاح وبكم نكبر.LUCA’S POV I woke up the next morning,tired and hungry and everything that could make someone give up getting up from bed.I know I had work to do but I still had a mate to tend toI found myself taking a shower and getting dressed, and walked over to Bella's room.Fuck now I call her Bella again.I had no idea what the hell I was doing.Taking Isabella out—just the two of us?Terrible idea.But after everything that had happened in the last few days—watching her fall sick, tending to her fever, listening to her sleeptalk, feeling something in my chest crack when she whispered that I cared—I needed to get away.More specifically, I needed to take her away.Because I was losing control. Because she was doing things to me.So here I was, standing outside her door, knocked twice before pushing it open.She was sitting up in bed, looking much better, her color returning, those damn big eyes blinking up at me.I hesitated.Then—“Get up.”She frowned. “Excuse you?”“Get up,” I repeated. “
ISABELLA’S POV The door shut behind him, and silence swallowed the room.I exhaled, staring at the spot where Luca had just stood.What the hell was that?I should be focusing on the fact that I just had the most humiliating bathroom experience of my entire life. But no, my brain had decided to hyperfixate on the way his arms had felt around me, the heat of his body, the way his scent had wrapped around me like a drug I was starting to crave.God, I was doomed.I flopped back onto the bed, pressing my hands over my face.Because the worst part?He had run.Like I was something dangerous. Which was absurd. I’m not dangerous. He is.Luca is a lethal, terrifying mafia Alpha who could make grown men wet themselves with a single glare.And yet, I had seen something flicker in his eyes before he left—something vulnerable. Something raw.Something he didn’t want to feel.My stomach twisted. Because I felt it too.…I was getting restless.Luca had gone back to avoiding me.Or, at least, pret
LUCA’S POV She looked so small in that bed.Her breathing was steady now, the fever finally broke. I knew it before she even started to realize, but the sight of her pale face twisted something deep inside me.I ran a hand through my hair, exhaling a slow breath.I shouldn’t be here.I shouldn’t have stayed.But the moment I felt the heat radiating off her burning skin, something in me had snapped.She was human.So painfully, delicately human.And I had dragged her into this—my world of blood, supernatural thingies and a darkness she had never asked to be part of.I didn’t deserve her.Not her laughter. Not her sharp wit. Not the way she somehow still found ways to make my cold heart stir, even when I tried to keep her at arm’s length.I clenched my fists, staring down at her sleeping face.She had whispered things in her sleep. Things that made my chest ache.“You were so jealous.”I had been.“It was kinda hot.”I had wanted to growl at that, but instead, I had sat there, silent,
ISABELLA’S POVThe moment Luca left the room, I waited exactly three seconds before I jumped onto the bed, punching the air in triumph.“Holy shit,” I whispered, my breath coming out in excited puffs. “He’s actually jealous.”I had to clap a hand over my mouth to muffle my laugh. Luca—Mr. Alpha Asshole—was jealous. Jealous.I replayed the moment in my head—the way his jaw had tightened, the look in his eyes when he had looked between me and Lorenzo that day, the way he had commanded his Beta out of the room like a possessive caveman.I collapsed back onto the bed, staring at the ceiling with a stupid grin.So, the great and mighty Luca wasn’t as indifferent as he pretended to be.I kicked my legs excitedly.I lived for this.For weeks, he had acted like I was nothing but an inconvenience. A burden. Yet, tonight, I had seen it. That flash of possessiveness, the unwillingness to see me laughing with another man.Oh, this was gold.I bit my lip, my heart still racing.I didn’t even like
ISABELLA’S POVThe dreams were getting worse.Or maybe… they were becoming more real.Each time I closed my eyes, I was pulled into a world that didn’t belong to me, yet felt so familiar.This time was no different.I was running.Again.The scent of damp earth and pine needles filled my lungs, but
ISABELLA’S POVI hurried out of Luca’s room like my life depended on it, shutting the door behind me with trembling hands. Damn. Here is so hot.My heart was racing, beating wildly against my ribs as if it wanted to escape my chest.What the hell just happened?I swallowed hard, rushing down the h
LUCA’S POVThe moment I stepped out of the bathroom, the scent of fresh citrus and steam clinging to my skin, I felt a presence.My eyes immediately locked onto her.Isabella.Standing in the middle of my bedroom, staring at me like she had never seen a man before.Her lips were slightly parted, he
ISABELLA’S POVThe walls were beginning to feel like they were closing in on me.It had been at least a week since I’d last seen Luca. A week of nothing but silence, the only interaction I had being with the maid who brought my meals three times a day. She never spoke, never!Never acknowledged m












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