Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

It’s gotten late, and I’m still at the library.

Unhappiness is all around. I’ve barely gotten any work done because of my jittering nerves.

And it’s all thanks to this big guy, Maddox.

He is feasting on the last pizza slice while sitting next to me in a chair to see my display. I’m so uncomfortable.

Why does he have to be in my space all the time?!

Timidly, I glance at the clock on the wall and repress a groan. It’s late, and I should head home. It’s relieving to finally leave Maddox, but…

Instead of feeling achieved after a long hardworking a day, I’m anxious.

The work isn’t halfway done! Why did the teacher have to team me up with Maddox? He is lazy and does nothing for the team, while I like to stay ahead of my game!

Wait.

Game?

Jesus Christ, now I’m even starting to sound like Maddox!

“Are you holding silent conversations with yourself again?” Maddox asks while peeling a banana.

He is such a bastard, beautiful, albeit a bastard.

I don’t dare to meet his eyes. He has already figured out that he frightens me; that’s why he is close. Maddox is the type of person who likes to bask in other people’s discomfort.

“I… I don’t hold silent conversations with myself.”

“Sure.”

Sure?

“I mean it.”

Maddox calmly takes another bite of fruit. Smacking his tongue against his palate. I find it annoying, which is probably why he does it.

“I have another question.”

I repress a sigh. “What is it?”

“Do all men frighten you, or is it just me?”

I stare at his muscles and unyielding expression, gulping. “W-what makes you think I’m afraid of men?”

He shrugs a massive shoulder. “You had no trouble talking to the librarian earlier. She is a woman… But you shuddered in your chair when that gang of teenage boys walked past. You also wore this priceless expression, like you would shit in your pants.”

Sadness wraps me up like a breakfast burrito while Maddox, the brutish bastard, laughs at his own words.

Rude.

to be such an ass about everything he

of someone for what they fear. You don’t know what they have been

chair, amused. “Ah, what have you gone through then. Let me guess:

can he say that so

the spot like this. Maddox doesn’t need to hear my backstory. Especially since

whisper,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

ever

of his hand, eyeing me. “What is it

eyes from

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

he can just ask me anything? He isn’t my friend or goddamn

It’s none of your

that?” Maddox grins wolfishly. “Speak louder; I didn’t

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

I exclaim, teary-eyed and shaking out of

sharp laugh. “You look like you’re about

is to stare at him, a little breathless and with my heart hammering against

“You don’t possess a single

words cut like

my emotions and sit

will this jackass leave me alone. Maddox isn’t afraid of

his element, as if he enjoys making

asked

“Why are you always

nose,

my chest, I glare at him. “Yes. You could be nicer… you’re

say

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

to stretch and stands to his full height.

“You’re driving

That’s what I just said. I saw you walking to school today, so I’m giving you a

saw me walking to

who

have so

“Umm…”

you at least write it

can do that

pick up my phone. I eagerly type down my address and give it to an impatient

here…” Maddox comments and walks away from

Uh.

Maddox just steal my

He is like a mountain