|Gryphon's POV|
As quickly as Serena had arrived, she disappears the moment the dinner party comes to an end and at the moment, it is Draven Russo and me, standing out on a balcony while we share a cigarette in the time that his soon-to-be wife is busy saying her last words for the night to Odette Dubois while the rest of our party has already departed.
"You and Serena? Really?" Draven drawls in that carefree manner of his and I cannot help but roll my eyes at the way he's side eyeing me.
"It's nothing that you or anyone should be concerning yourself with," I respond, my mind already restless at Serena's disappearance again for some reason and the longer these people remain here, the longer it will take for me to barge down Serena's door. "And besides, there's nothing going on." I shr
