ANNA'S POV

The tension between Ryan and I was undeniable. I felt like I could finally breathe once the plane landed. But I was wrong. As both of us got into the car that was supposed to take us to his villa, he pulled me closer to him, pressing his fingers against my waist.

I wanted this. I wanted him.

“Are you okay?” He asked in a whisper, and I managed to nod. I didn't know how much longer it was going to take me not to lose my mind.

A part of me was thinking if this wasn't the reason why Daniel wanted me to come on this little...