Olivia's lips parted, but no words came out. She was taken aback by Christopher's question, unsure of how to respond. Had he been expecting her? Before she could gather her thoughts, the door swung open, and three men, whom she assumed were servants, entered with her luggage. They efficiently whisked her belongings away, disappearing into the depths of the house.
"Olivia," Christopher's voice drew her attention back to him. His eyes locked onto hers.
"Come with me."
She followed him down the hallways. The house was massive, and the elegant décor and tall ceilings left her in awe. She wondered if Christopher lived there alone, and what about Nathan?
As they walked, Christopher began to speak, his voice low and smooth. "This is my house, my only one. My room is on the third floor. The
