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 ass

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

“Ah, what have you gone through

can he say

on the spot like this. Maddox doesn’t need to hear

whisper,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

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. “It’s

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

just ask me anything? He isn’t

It’s none

wolfishly. “Speak louder; I didn’t

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

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

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

breathless and with my heart hammering

such a weirdo…” Maddox shakes his head at me. “You don’t possess a single assertive bone in that spine, do

cut

to show him my emotions and sit still, hoping he will get

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

fact, he seems to be in his element, as if

I asked a

tears. “Why are you always

Maddox wrinkles his nose, lifting an eyebrow. “Excuse

I glare at him.

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

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

his full height. “Grab your shit, and let’s get out of here. I’m

blink. “You’re driving me

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

me

know who

have so

“Umm…”

loudly. “Can you at least

can do that

type down my address

comments and walks away from

Uh.

Maddox just steal

He is like a mountain that grew legs and decided to start