Aleatha Romig

I'm Everett, Rett, Ramses.
New Orleans is my world, my realm, and my domain.
After what I've done, some people say I’m the devil.
I say, I'm a man who knows what he wants, and nothing stops me from getting what I desire.
I took New Orleans, and now I want Emma O’Brien - North. 
As the daughter of my father’s rival and sworn enemy, her fate is to be my wife. 
Emma is in my world now. 
It's time she makes a deal with the devil.

Have you been Aleatha'd?

Enter the dangerous and mysterious Mafia world of New Orleans in DEVIL’S DUET, containing DEVIL’S DEAL and ANGEL’S PROMISE
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Devil's Duet

My head shook once before I tilted it toward the door to the hallway. The exhaustion and frustration racking my body and mind rippled throughout my words. “Leave, Rett.”


Reaching into the pocket of his pants, Rett removed my wedding rings. Placing them in the palm of his hand, he extended his hand my direction. “You forgot these.”


Instead of reaching for them, I began walking the other way, toward the door—the one that was supposed to be locked—and reached for the knob. Pulling the door inward, I stood silently. For only a moment, my gaze met Ian’s. In that same moment, it appeared Ian realized what was happening and with a slight bow, stepped away. 


This was one of those moments. If the door remained open, Rett might leave, but on the other hand, leaving it open meant we had an audience. If I closed the door, Rett’s departure was delayed; however, being only the two of us, I had an open floor to speak. 


Chapter Eleven