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.

such

someone for what they

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

he say that

on the spot like this. Maddox

I whisper, “No,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

that I would ever say that out

of his hand, eyeing me. “What is it that you’ve gone

eyes from him.

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

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

It’s none of

grins wolfishly. “Speak louder; I

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

it’s none of your business!” I exclaim, teary-eyed and

“You look like you’re about

response is to stare at him, a little breathless and with my

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

cut

him my emotions and sit still, hoping he will get bored and stop

no chance in hell will this jackass leave me alone.

he seems to be in his element, as if he enjoys

I asked

“Why are you always so

his nose, lifting

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

I say things how they are. There

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

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

blink. “You’re driving me

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

me

know who I was

have so many

“Umm…”

fuck’s sake…” Maddox sighs loudly. “Can you at least write it down

can do that without him

eagerly type down my address

from here…” Maddox comments and walks away from me without handing back my

Uh.

just steal my

solid muscle. He is like a