EROS’S POV
“You’re making a big mistake, brother.”
I didn’t bother looking up from the documents on my desk.
“Good morning to you too, Ryder.”
“I’m serious, Eros.”
“When are you not?”
Ryder Cole dropped into the leather chair opposite me.
He was thirty-three, heavily tattooed, and the only man in New York who could walk into my office without an appointment.
He was also my best friend and vice president of the Black Vipers.
And right now, he was getting on my nerves.
“Tell me you’re not actually marrying that girl,” he said.
I signed another document.
“Her name is Scarlett.”
“I know her damn name.”
“Then use it.”
Ryder stared at me.
“Jesus Christ. You’ve lost your mind.”
I finally looked up.
“Careful.”
He laughed.
“You’re threatening me now?”
“Depends on how long you i
