|Gryphon's POV|
Something is wrong.
Something is most definitely wrong.
"Are you even listening to what I am saying, Gryphon?" Melaine asks from where she's sitting in front of me with her tab open in her lap from where she sits across from me in my office in Asphodel.
I shake my head, reaching out to flick my phone screen on once again only to be disappointed at seeing no messages from Serena even now.
"Yes, Melaine, I understand that opening another branch of Asphodel in Vegas could prove to be beneficial but like I said, I need this hub of sin right here in New York, in the Big Apple. There is something poetic about the exclusivity of Asphodel." I tell her in a tired voice, my mind continuously reaching towards the conversations that I had with Beatrice and then Serena this mor
