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

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

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

can he say that so

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

whisper, “No,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

that I would ever say

of his hand, eyeing

eyes from him.

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

ask me anything? He isn’t my friend or

none

that?” Maddox grins wolfishly. “Speak

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

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

sharp laugh. “You look like you’re about to piss yourself

him, a little breathless and with my heart hammering against my chest. Even my lips

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

cut

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

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

to be in his element, as if

asked a

are you always

Maddox wrinkles his nose, lifting an eyebrow. “Excuse

glare

say things how they are. There is a

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

flare. “Whatever,” Maddox rises to stretch and stands to his full height. “Grab your shit, and let’s get out

blink. “You’re

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

saw me

know who I

have so many

“Umm…”

Maddox sighs loudly. “Can you at least write

can do that without him

eagerly type down my address and

quite far from here…” Maddox comments and walks

Uh.

just steal

broad shoulders and solid muscle. He is like a mountain that grew legs and decided