After an hour, Maxen and Olivia arrived at his private residence. Holding out his hand, he helped Olivia get off the car, who shivered in her spot the instant she found her footing.
It was already dark when they arrived in Notios Estate. And just like any other nights in the country, the chilly wind welcomed them. It swept Olivia's dark chocolate hair, which danced as the wind blew past that she had to bunch it with her hand.
Hugging her by the arm, to keep her warm and to calm her racing heart, Maxen led the steps from the driveway to the main door. His tight grip on Olivia's hand reassured her she could count on him for support for that evening.
"Wait," Olivia halted her step. She looked around the pedicured garden, trying to calm her nerves. "Can I smoke here? One. Just one stick." She held out her index finger, her teeth chattering from the cold.
