Lucian was slightly startled by the aggressiveness of Olivia's words.

He was so focused on cutting her perfect logs, so they wouldn't hurt her little hands, that he didn't even feel her, until she walked through the door.

- Olivia, I was just chopping the firewood, because there's a snowfall coming and I didn't want you to run out of fuel for the fireplace- he replied nervously, putting the axe down and wiping the sweat from his forehead with his arm.

- Please excuse me, I didn't mean to invade