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

It’s not nice to make fun of someone for what they fear. You don’t know what they

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

he say

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 since he probably doesn’t even really

whisper,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

would ever say that

his hand, eyeing me.

avert my eyes

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

He

none of

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

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

I exclaim, teary-eyed and shaking

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

him, a little breathless and with my

Maddox shakes his head at me. “You don’t possess a single assertive bone in

cut

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

leave me

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

asked

are you always so

wrinkles his nose, lifting an eyebrow. “Excuse

in my chest, I glare

snorts. “And I’m not mean. I say things how they are. There is a difference! I’m

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

his nostrils flare. “Whatever,” Maddox rises to stretch and stands to his full height. “Grab your shit, and let’s get out

blink. “You’re driving

to school today, so I’m giving you

saw me

know who I

so many

“Umm…”

fuck’s sake…” Maddox sighs loudly. “Can you at least write

do that

my phone. I eagerly type down my

that’s quite far from here…” Maddox comments and walks away

Uh.

just steal

broad shoulders and solid muscle. He is like a