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

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

what have you gone through then. Let me

can he say

to keep the tears at bay. I dislike being put on the spot like this. Maddox doesn’t need to hear my backstory. Especially since he

I whisper,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

ever say

of his hand, eyeing me. “What

eyes from him.

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

Maddox think he can just ask me anything? He isn’t my

none of your

What was that?” Maddox grins wolfishly. “Speak

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

it’s none of your business!” I exclaim,

“You

only response is to stare at him, a little breathless and with my heart hammering against

me. “You don’t possess a single assertive bone

words cut like

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

leave me alone. Maddox

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

asked

are

nose, lifting an eyebrow. “Excuse

chest, I glare at him. “Yes.

I’m not mean. I say things how they

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

his full

blink. “You’re driving

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

me walking to

know who I

have so many

“Umm…”

least write it down

can do that without him

eagerly type down

quite far from here…” Maddox comments and walks away

Uh.

just

solid muscle. He is like a mountain that