Chapter 6

Maddox

The library is peaceful and serene. I’m here with Michelle and eating an apple while she is working on our project.

Everything would be damn near perfect. IF ONLY THAT GLASSES-WEARING GUY WOULD STOP STEALING GLANCES AT HER!

The bloke is sitting at his own table. Tie and slicked-back hair, all proper, with a nervous smile on his lips. He is undoubtedly in love with Michelle, and it bothers me.

Who the fuck does he think he is staring at her like that?! Can’t he see that Michelle is here with me?

Michelle isn’t my girlfriend. She will never be anything like that, and I’m DEFINITELY not jealous, but come on! That idiot better stop fucking staring at her!

I move closer to Michelle while glaring at the other guy. I would be barking at him if I had been born as a rottweiler.

“Uhh…” Michelle glances up at me. She seems uncomfortable, frightened by the proximity even. “W-why you sitting so close?”

I narrow my eyes, muttering. “No reason.”

“Okay…”

Michelle returns to tapping away on her keyboard, and my hackles rise when that bloke keeps looking at her with a dreamy expression.

Seriously?

He got some balls…

Shit.

I have to end this once and for all! I will do it with a move that says, “I’m the fucking alpha here, and the bitch is mine!”

turning tense, but it doesn’t matter. All I need is

glares at me. It’s hard to take her seriously, though. She

Whatever.

since I’m not going to remove my arm from her shoulder anytime soon there are snakes in this library!

do you mean?” I smirk her way. “I’m

with me! Why did you hang your arm around

light as a

Michelle is overreacting because my arm

I didn’t even notice.

“Because-”

“Michelle?”

up and suppress a snarl when the tie-wearing bloke stands in front of our table. His smile determined, and what

wrote this for you,

Fucking hell.

a love

it. “Oh, thank you so much, Harold…

I would like to

my heart is racing. Why? I have no damn clue, but I feel threatened by Harold’s presence. My chest is tight, and I

Is she into him????

I care. Pfft! Never. BUT IS SHE?! She couldn’t be, right? Harold got nothing on me! He

hasn’t “accidentally” touched my abs even once, and that happens all the fucking time with

Which means…

Oh-my-god!

STAND A

Harold asks sweetly. “I have to go now, but… Look at it later, okay? I know you don’t like close proximity, so I thought a

at me like I’ve grown two heads, but it’s worth it. “Uh…”

After the fool is gone, Michelle places the letter back on the table. I glare at the letter like a hawk and wish I had super powers so I could burn it with my

letter…” Michelle wonders aloud and turns tomato red upon noticing my

from her face and stare into her eyes. She shrinks back into

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