Her Hidden Crowns (Suzanne and Austin)

Suzanne murmured, "But you don't have a fever."

Still feeling worried, she placed her palm on Austin's cheek. Her fingers moved across his skin, and each touch was like a spark of fire, making his temperature rise even more.

Austin caught her restless hand and murmured, "Suzanne, stop moving."

She looked up, only to find his eyes dark with desire. In an instant, her face flushed red with embarrassment.

Austin...

Suzanne quickly sat upright and kept her gaze straight ahead, not daring to look at him. Her heart raced a little faster at that moment. She tried to pull her hand back, but he held it tightly. In a husky voice, he said, "Let me hold your hand for a while."

It was a simple request, but his words sent heat through her, making her tremble.

The air in the already cramped car was heavy with an unspoken desire. All of her senses were on their intertwined hands.

The car pulled away smoothly, but Suzanne's mind was a mess. She glanced sideways out of the window, biting lightly on her lower lip. How did the atmosphere change so suddenly?

Then, the corners of her lips lifted into a smirk. She suddenly turned

they hadn't been going fast, so neither of

dark and intense as he looked at Suzanne. He asked through

holding back and restraining himself, yet she dared

the window and cleared her throat

amusement in her eyes lingered, and Austin was left

his gaze on the road ahead. As he started driving again, he

eyebrow. Was that

roof of her mouth,

her lips. So, the famously cold and ruthless Austin Hall

of him

Her eyes were filled with resentment as she dug her long nails into her palms, nearly breaking her skin. Where did that bitch even find

after another, they all revolved around Suzanne. What

snapped out of her shock. Suzanne actually had such an impressive boyfriend? Did that mean she had chosen the wrong

frowned. It

she had made