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.

such an

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

his chair, amused. “Ah, what have you gone through

say that so

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 since he probably doesn’t even

whisper,

Rape.

Abuse from my parents.

Loneliness.

that I would ever say that

of his hand, eyeing me. “What is it

my eyes from him.

“Tell me.”

Seriously?

can just ask me anything? He isn’t my friend or

none of your

Maddox grins wolfishly. “Speak louder;

“I—”

“You’re whispering again.”

your business!” I exclaim, teary-eyed and

fuck!” Maddox lets out a sharp laugh. “You look

and with my

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

words cut

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

chance in hell will this jackass leave me alone. Maddox isn’t

element, as if he enjoys making

asked a

tears. “Why are you always

his nose, lifting

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

Pfft…” Maddox snorts. “And I’m not mean. I say things how they are.

I swallow thickly.

Maddox is a bully.

to stretch and stands to his

“You’re

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

saw me walking to

who I was

so many

“Umm…”

least write it down in a text

that without him

type down my address and give it to

quite far from here…” Maddox comments and walks away from me without handing back my

Uh.

just

is like a mountain that grew legs and