Arguments

“I am begging you now Ava, do not make me upset. If I get angry even if you are burning I would not look at you twice!”. He warned.

“Now where is my son!?”.

“You do not have a son here Lucian!”. Ava gritted, saying the word one after the other.

Lucian's eyes narrowed as he took a step closer to Ava, his anger simmering just below the surface. "Don't play games with me, Ava. I know he's here. I can feel his presence."

Ava stood her ground, her own anger rising to meet his. "I told you, he's not here. And even if he was, I wouldn't let you near him. You've caused enough pain already."

Lucian's hands balled into fists at his sides, his breath coming in short, harsh gasps. He looked at Ava, his eyes dark with fury. "If you don’t want to be with me, that is perfectly fine. But You have no right to keep my son from me. I am his father, and he is my son. I will do whatever it takes to be with him."

"Even if it means hurting me?" Ava asked, her voice trembling. "Even if it means destroying