Elina’s POV

Waking up still in Ryan’s bed was nerve-wracking after the foolish words I’d blurted out at dawn. When he stormed off without letting me explain, I half-expected him to barge back in, yell at me, or worse—sack me from his villa. After all, in a way, I’d ruined his career.

Thinking about it, I grabbed my phone.

It was 7 AM now, and instead of dying down, the news had exploded. With over two million tweets, # ...