Olivia
The imposing iron gates of Dan’s sprawling estate swept open, allowing our car to drive up the winding driveway to the front doors. My breath caught in my throat as I took in the sprawling columned veranda and flickering lanterns that dotted the finely sculpted gardens, which somehow still seemed verdant and lush despite the January weather.
“Wow,” I breathed as I peered out the windshield at the multi-story brick home, which looked as if it had been taken right out of a scene depicting a manor in the English countryside. “This place is beautiful.”
“Sure is.” Nathan leaned forward from the driver’s seat, following my gaze as he guided the car along the pebbled driveway. He let out a low whistle as he took in the towering cupolas. “I think I prefer our little villa, thou
