Roux's Revelation

Margot Guillory built her flower shop from nothing. A waitress from Chalmette who apprenticed under an old Creole florist and inherited his client book, she turned a Royal Street lease into the finest arrangements in the French Quarter. Then a soft-spoken dealer decided her delivery van and her clean storefront were exactly what his operation needed — and when she said no, he started burning down everything she'd built. She's already tried the cops. The insurance. The polite options. When they run out, Margot doesn't fold. She goes to the Devils. Roux has run security for the Bourbon Street Devils since the Marines sent him home with hands built for exactly one kind of work. He's the warm one in the clubhouse and the cold one at the gate, and he's never let anyone see both — until a curly-haired florist walks up to his compound refusing to cry about the van they torched, and every wall he's ever built cracks at once. She's exactly the kind of woman a dangerous man can't put down. Castille wants her shop. Roux wants her. And when the crew tears apart the one thing she loves most and throws it in the gutter, the most feared club in New Orleans goes to war — one burning block at a time. He claims his ground with blood and patience. She claims hers with thorn-scarred hands and a spine that survived two hurricanes. Together they're about to teach a man in a pressed shirt what happens when he reaches into the wrong neighborhood. Book 4 in the Bourbon Street Devils MC Romance series. HEA guaranteed.