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.

have to be such an

nice to make fun of someone for what they fear. You don’t know what they

chair, amused. “Ah, what have

he say that

at bay. I dislike being put on the spot like this. Maddox

whisper, “No, not

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

that I would ever say that

leans his cheek against the palm of his hand, eyeing me. “What is it that you’ve gone through

avert my eyes from him.

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

think he can just ask me anything? He isn’t my friend or goddamn

It’s none

grins wolfishly.

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

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

out a sharp laugh. “You look

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

“You don’t possess a

cut like

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

leave me alone. Maddox isn’t afraid of confrontation; that much

be in his element, as if he enjoys making

asked

tears. “Why are

nose, lifting an eyebrow.

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.

Maddox rises to stretch and stands to his full height. “Grab your shit, and let’s get out of here. I’m

“You’re driving

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

saw me walking

know who I

have so many

“Umm…”

sighs loudly. “Can you at least write it down

do that without him

up my phone. I eagerly type down my

far from here…” Maddox comments and walks away from me

Uh.

Maddox just

is like a mountain that grew legs