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 he

for what they

chair, amused. “Ah, what have you gone through then. Let

he say

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

whisper,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

I would ever say that

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

avert my eyes from him. “It’s

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

me anything? He isn’t my friend or goddamn

It’s none of your

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

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

little breathless and with my heart hammering against

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

cut like

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

in hell will this jackass leave me alone.

element, as if he enjoys making me squirm

asked a

are you always so

his nose, lifting

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

say things how they are. There is

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

Maddox rises to stretch and stands to his full height. “Grab your

blink. “You’re

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

me walking

he know who

have so many

“Umm…”

Maddox sighs loudly. “Can you at least write it down in

that

I eagerly type down my

comments and walks away from me without handing back my

Uh.

Maddox just

is like a mountain that grew legs