Oliver POV
I sigh, running a hand through my hair as I make my way toward where our house is being built. I still can't believe Victor talked me into moving here.
At first, I thought he was joking. Then I thought he was being impulsive. But no. Turns out he'd been planning this for a while.
And when I asked if he even had the money for such a thing—he just smirked.
Turns out, my husband is very, very wealthy.
Apparently, something about investments, soldier's pay, and years of stockpiling his earnings. I didn't even bother asking for details—he's too smug about it already. Apparently all the sentinels have really deep pockets.
I shake my head, exhaling as I glance around the growing settlement. It's insane how quickly this place is coming together.
It's been a few months, but the sheer speed of progress is unnatural. Houses are springing up left and right. And the amount of people arriving every day is only growing.
