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.

be such an ass about everything he

for what they fear. You don’t

from his chair, amused. “Ah, what have

can he say that

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

I whisper, “No,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

ever

hand, eyeing me. “What is it

my eyes from

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

he can just ask me anything? He isn’t my friend or goddamn therapist! We hardly know each

none

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

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

your business!” I exclaim,

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

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

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

words cut like

not to show him my emotions and sit still,

chance in hell will this jackass leave me alone. Maddox

in his element, as if he enjoys making me squirm

I asked a

swallow tears. “Why are you

his nose, lifting

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

I say things how they

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

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

blink. “You’re

I saw you walking to school today, so I’m giving you a ride.

me walking to

he know who I was

have so many

“Umm…”

loudly. “Can you at least

do that without him

up my phone. I eagerly type down my address and give it

comments and walks away from me without handing back my

Uh.

just steal

after his broad shoulders and solid muscle. He is like a mountain that grew