Victoria felt a deep satisfaction with what she had accomplished. She had successfully kidnapped Elena's son and had him taken away.
"What have you done, Dear? Tell me," Alistair demanded, his hand gripping Victoria's arm.
Victoria yanked her arm free. "He will grow up with other people, forget his own identity, and live as someone else's child," she declared, a triumphant smile on her face.
Alistair growled in fury. "Don't play games with me, Dear. He's a human being. Don't you dare go too far," Alistair warned.
Victoria simply rolled her eyes, indifferent. "I'm trying to save our good name, Honey," she said defensively. "Later, Elena will come home alone. She'll surely look for her son and come here."
Alistair was at a loss for words. He pressed her to tell him everything, but Victo
