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

for what they fear. You don’t know what they have

“Ah, what have you gone through then. Let

can he say that

I dislike being put on the spot like this. Maddox doesn’t need to

whisper,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

would ever say

hand, eyeing me. “What is it

avert my eyes from

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

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

It’s none of

What was that?” Maddox grins wolfishly. “Speak louder; I

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

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

Maddox lets out a sharp laugh. “You look like

him, a little breathless and with my heart hammering

head at me. “You don’t possess a single assertive bone in that spine, do

cut

emotions and sit still, hoping he will get bored

will this jackass leave me alone. Maddox isn’t afraid of confrontation; that much is

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

asked a

“Why are you always

nose, lifting an eyebrow. “Excuse

chest, I glare at

“And I’m not mean. I say things how they are. There is a difference!

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

stands to his full height. “Grab your

blink. “You’re driving

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

saw me walking to

who I

so

“Umm…”

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

can do that without

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

from here…” Maddox comments and walks

Uh.

just steal my

and solid muscle. He is like a mountain that