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 ass about

of someone for what they

amused. “Ah, what have you

say that so

put on the

I whisper, “No, not

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

I would ever say

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

eyes

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

think he can just ask me anything? He

none

What was that?” Maddox grins wolfishly. “Speak louder;

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

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

laugh. “You look like you’re

a little breathless and with my heart hammering against

weirdo…” Maddox shakes his head at me. “You don’t possess a single assertive

words cut like

him my emotions and sit

no chance in hell will this jackass leave me alone. Maddox isn’t afraid

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

asked a

are you

his nose,

I glare at him.

I’m not mean. I say things

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

some reason, his nostrils flare. “Whatever,” Maddox rises to stretch and stands to his full height. “Grab your shit, and

“You’re driving

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

me walking

he know who I

have so

“Umm…”

sighs loudly. “Can you at least write

that without

eagerly type down my address

quite far from here…” Maddox comments and walks

Uh.

just steal

solid muscle. He is like a mountain that grew