𝐏𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐞 (𝐖𝐨𝐥𝐟'𝐬 𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐞)

Oh, hi! Welcome to all the passionate readers and dear fans! A warm welcome to you all; you have truly brightened our space with your presence. Come in, make yourselves at home! This novel is ready to take you to the stars and let your imagination soar. ​It is filled with passion, love, and dreams, wrapping you in tenderness and peace. Moments of longing and pain, hours of fear and regret, and nights filled with love and laughter—all stretching out until they drown both my heart and yours in a thousand tales." ................................................................... Winter On a cold Canadian winter night overflowing with warmth and peace, the fresh aroma of coffee filled every corner of the house. Love and affection embraced the place; the cheerful voices of the little ones echoed as they ran around the corners, while the sisters danced at times and finished their homework at others. But outside in the backyard, amidst the pure white snow, sat a delicate princess who looked like Snow White, or perhaps even more enchanting. Her beautiful dark hair was damp with clear rain droplets that had stopped falling just fifteen minutes ago. She was deeply lost in reading one of her favorite romance novels—the kind that beautifully blends longing, passion, suspense, and thrilling emotions. She was Jessica... the girl her mother always affectionately called "Jessie." Beautiful, beloved, and friendly Jessie. She possessed an emotional, honest, and sweet personality, yet at the same time, she was bold and strong. She was an electrical engineering student, living her twentieth spring in this year, 2026. And with her sweet, blooming smile, our story begins. Jessica closed her book and sighed with boredom, whispering to herself, "I just finished this beautiful book! Now I have no idea what my next novel will be... my mind is completely torn between horror, romance, dark fantasy, and madness!" The voice of her sister, "Mira," cut through her thoughts. Leaning out from the balcony door, Mira called out in a warm but firm tone, "Jessie! Come inside, it's getting very late. It's already eleven o'clock! You haven't even eaten your dinner yet, and you have a very important exam tomorrow morning." Jessie replied without moving an inch, "Alright, sis, I'll come in a minute... I just want to finish browsing this part. You know how obsessed I am with novels." Mira shook her head in despair and muttered as she walked back inside, "This girl has truly lost her mind... She actually thinks some blonde, emerald-eyed hero will suddenly kidnap her from the garden so she can become a mafia queen! Damn her, her mind is too full of illusions, and she is far too much of a dreamer." Jessie turned toward the dark window and whispered rebelliously, "Whatever, I'm not going in yet... They think life must be ordinary, boring, just duties, studying, and dry schedules. I have a fictional life I dream of living—a life full of suspense, thrill, and passion!" Rebelliously, Jessie said to herself, "I'll go out for a short walk in this cold... who said the night is only for sleeping? The night is for everything, and time is just an illusion! I won't go too far. I'll just imagine the events of my novels coming to life; a handsome hero embracing his beautiful, honey-skinned girl, standing against the whole world, saying sharply: She is mine, or I'll end everything!" Jessie headed out to walk through the Canadian streets, which, in her imagination, seemed filled with longing and warmth—streets that had carried thousands of stories over the years, appearing safe, gentle, and deeply rooted in history. Suddenly, she stopped and patted her pockets, "Damn! I forgot my phone at home, and I've really walked too far. I must go back immediately to get it... How could I be so stupid to walk all this distance? I got lost in my fantasy world and forgot that I have a real life and exams tomorrow!" On her way back, a remarkably handsome young man crossed her path. He possessed piercing blue eyes that glowed like a full moon descending from the sky among the city stars. His dreamy eyes washed over Jessie with a strange kind of charm, but the street was completely deserted due to the bitter cold, and everyone was hiding inside their cozy homes. He looked at her and said in a calm, melodic voice, "What is your name, fair maiden of the woods?" Jessie whispered in her heart, "Oh... this feels just like a fantasy! Has my imagination turned into reality now? He is so breathtakingly handsome, like a lion among wolves." Then she said to him, trying to keep her composure, "My name is Jessie... but could you please step out of my way? My house is far, and I must return immediately." The man smiled mysteriously, "Why return now when we only met a moment ago? Why go back at all, and is there any turning back after looking into my eyes?" His gaze captivated Jessie for a second, but her conscious mind snapped awake. She said sharply, "Listen to me, I don't have time for this nonsense, step aside!" The man thought to himself, "You've fallen right into the trap. My precious catch for today... you are not just a random passerby." Then he spoke to her, attempting to deceive her, "Listen, actually, I am a stranger and new to this city. I'm looking for a nearby store, but the people here aren't cooperative, and no one would guide me. My friend's house is right next to it, could you please help me?" Jessie replied hesitantly, "Well... I'll help you. We should always offer love and kindness to everyone, and you are welcome here. But let me get my phone first, because I don't know you." The man said quickly, "It doesn't matter, you can use my phone if you want to call your family. It only requires crossing a few alleys, and my friend told me that the store is very close." They walked together to another street, and Jessie started feeling uneasy, saying, "Listen, we've gone too far and I don't know you. These alleys look completely abandoned!" He turned to her and asked, "I am with you, are you afraid?" She answered him with honesty and boldness, "Actually... I am afraid of you!" He said in a decisive tone, "Well, maybe you should just trust me. Walk ahead of me and don't be afraid." "Alright..." Jessie whispered. As soon as they entered that dark, suffocating alleyway, the man lunged at her with lightning speed. He grabbed her with all his might and pressed a white cloth soaked in chloroform against her lips. She tried to fight back, but her bright, glowing eyes began to dim, and her body went limp, surrendering to the drug. He lifted her into his broad arms with care, her beautiful hair flowing against the cold Canadian wind. At that exact moment, a massive black SUV with heavily tinted windows pulled up, and the door opened for the man named "Mark" to step inside with her. Inside the car sat two men; one named "Steve" and the other "George." Steve looked at the unconscious Jessie and said, "Oh, what do we have here, you beast? Is this the target? Did you drug her well?" Mark replied coldly as he placed her on the back seat, "Don't worry, I did everything precisely. It seems we stumbled upon a very naive dreamer. She didn't even try to fight at first because she was living in her own world." George laughed and said, "Oh, I'm proud of you, Mark. You're only twenty, but you pull off operations like a seasoned professional!" Mark replied in an arrogant, superior tone, "My family runs this city, and I am no ordinary street thug like you two. Now shut up. This girl belongs to me, and she is our key to pressure her family. No one touches her or comes near her, or it'll be the last thing they ever do!" The black SUV sped away frantically through the snow, leaving behind Jessie's small shoe fallen on the frozen ground—marking the true beginning of her darkest nightmare........ ............ ................ ............ ............