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.

does he have to be such an ass about everything

make fun of someone for what they

evilly from his chair, amused. “Ah, what have

can he say that

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

whisper, “No,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

would ever say that

hand, eyeing me. “What is it that you’ve

my eyes from him. “It’s

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

anything? He isn’t my friend or goddamn

none

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

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

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

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

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

me. “You

words cut like

try not to show him my emotions and sit still, hoping he will get bored and stop

me alone.

he seems to be in his element, as

asked

swallow tears. “Why are you always

Maddox wrinkles his nose, lifting an eyebrow. “Excuse

chest, I glare at him. “Yes. You could be nicer…

Maddox snorts. “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 shit, and let’s get out of here. I’m driving

“You’re

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

saw me walking

he know who I was

so many

“Umm…”

sighs loudly. “Can you at least

do that without

I pick up my phone. I eagerly type down my address and

comments and walks

Uh.

Maddox just steal

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