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 an ass about

for what they fear. You don’t

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

say

I dislike being put on the spot like this.

whisper, “No, not

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

ever say that out

hand, eyeing

eyes from

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

anything? He isn’t my friend or

It’s none

that?” Maddox grins wolfishly.

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

of your business!” I exclaim, teary-eyed and shaking out of both

sharp laugh. “You

breathless and

such a weirdo…” Maddox shakes his head at me. “You don’t possess a single assertive bone

words cut like

try not to show him my emotions and sit still, hoping he

will this jackass leave me alone.

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

I asked

are you always

nose, lifting an eyebrow.

the unsettling feeling in my chest, I glare at him. “Yes.

Pfft…” Maddox snorts. “And I’m not mean. I say things how

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

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

“You’re driving me

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

me walking to

he know who I was

so many

“Umm…”

you at least write it down in a text

do that without

pick up my phone. I eagerly type down my

comments and walks away from

Uh.

Maddox just steal

broad shoulders and solid muscle. He is like a mountain