Where They Belong

~DONOVAN'S POV~

"Mr. Vance, we'll take care of the groceries right away."

Head Maid Greta's voice cut through the evening air as I pulled into the mansion's circular drive. She and Rita stood waiting by the front steps, their expressions carefully neutral as I cut the engine.

I had called ahead, knowing Valerie would need help with the bags.

What I hadn't expected was the way both women's eyes wou