Vanessa's POV

She had just finished feeding her baby and laying him down when a knock sounded on the door, soft, polite, but firm. She expected a maid coming to check on her or deliver something unnecessary again, like another blanket or a bowl of fruit she didn’t ask for.

Instead, when she opened the door, Damian stood there. His presence filled the doorway before he even stepped inside.

Her breath hitched, Damian rarely came to her room since she moved into the mansion. If he needed ...