Unraveling Secrets

“It’s very much expected of him to do that,” Signoral replied, her eyes darting around the room.

After Anthony left, Ranya had maintained his stance on not sharing a room with her. She needed to make Calista understand that Ranya belonged to her, and no matter what love might be blooming between them, she wasn’t going to sit idly by and let her take him—just as Vivian had.

Losing him to peasants always made her blood boil with anger as she paced back and forth in her room while Penelope updated her on the recent activities in Texas. Someone powerful had pulled the news down, which she believed was Ranya’s doing.

“Mr. Ranya isn’t the one who pulled down the news, ma’am,” Penelope declared, her tone edged with uncertainty.

Signoral clutched the phone tightly against her ear. If Ranya hadn’t pulled down the news, then who had? After his father, Ranya was the most powerful man she knew, capable of moving mountains if he wished. At thirty-one, the young man had established himself as a for