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.

he have to be such an

nice to make fun of someone for what they fear. You

“Ah, what have you gone through then. Let

he say

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.

would ever

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

eyes from him.

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

anything? He isn’t my friend or goddamn

It’s none

Maddox grins wolfishly. “Speak louder; I

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

none of your business!” I exclaim, teary-eyed and shaking out of both fear

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

to stare at him, a little breathless and

his head at me. “You don’t possess a single

cut

to show him my emotions and sit still, hoping

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

be in his element, as if he enjoys making

I asked

swallow tears. “Why are you

nose, lifting an eyebrow. “Excuse

unsettling feeling in my chest, I glare at him. “Yes. You could be nicer…

not mean. I say things how they are. There is a

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

to stretch and stands to his full height. “Grab your shit, and let’s get

blink. “You’re

to school today, so I’m giving you a ride. Where

saw me walking to

who I

so

“Umm…”

at least write it down in a text

that

my phone. I eagerly type down my

and walks away from

Uh.

just steal

after his broad shoulders and solid muscle. He is like