LUCIAN P.O.V.
It's been three days and I haven't heard anything from Flynn. Stupid spoiled kid gets anything and everything handed to him by me and the one thing I ask that little bastard is to let me have Ember. If he doesn't cooperate with me, then I'll have him killed just like I did his mother. Besides, it would be better probably, so when Esme and I have children he won't try anything to hurt them.
I know the ingrate is in Florida. I had his phone tracked the moment he left. Suddenly, my phone interrupts the dark thoughts swirling in my mind, and I see it’s Elliot. I roll my eyes before answering.
“What has my i***t son done now?” I ask, trying my hardest to keep my cool.
“Lucian! What the hell have you done?! You’re killing your son!” Elliot’s voice crackles with urgency.
“What
