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.

he have to be such an

of someone for what they fear. You

evilly from his chair, amused. “Ah, what have you gone

he say

keep the tears at bay. I dislike being put on the spot like this. Maddox doesn’t need to hear my

I whisper, “No, not

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

ever say that

against the palm of his hand, eyeing me. “What is it that

avert my eyes from

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

ask me anything? He isn’t my friend or goddamn therapist! We

It’s none of your

wolfishly. “Speak louder; I

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

none of your business!” I exclaim, teary-eyed

fuck!” Maddox lets out a sharp laugh. “You look like you’re

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

head at me. “You don’t possess a single

cut

sit still, hoping he will get bored and stop

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

seems to be in his element, as if

asked a

tears. “Why are

his nose, lifting an eyebrow.

in my chest, I glare at him. “Yes. You could be

I’m not mean. I say things how they

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

flare. “Whatever,” Maddox rises to stretch and stands to his full height. “Grab your

blink. “You’re driving me

just said. I saw you walking to school today, so

saw me

who

have so many

“Umm…”

loudly. “Can you at least write it down in a text message

do that without

I eagerly type down my address and give it to an impatient

from here…” Maddox comments and walks away

Uh.

just steal

shoulders and solid muscle. He is