Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

Chapter 6

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!”

She shudders in response before turning tense, but

and glares at me. It’s hard to take her seriously, though. She is like this tiny angry bunny mad at the lion for

Whatever.

her shoulder anytime soon there are snakes in this library! 1 I don’t trust that other guy for a second. The moment I

do you mean?” I smirk

Why did you hang your arm

light as a

Michelle is overreacting because my arm isn’t THAT heavy. “My

I didn’t even notice.

“Because-”

“Michelle?”

and suppress a snarl when the tie-wearing bloke stands in front of our table. His smile determined, and what the hell? He is holding a

wrote this

Fucking hell.

a love

it. “Oh, thank you so much, Harold… W what

that’s what I

heart is racing. Why? I have no damn clue, but I feel threatened by

Is she into him????

IS SHE?! She couldn’t be, right? Harold got nothing on

hasn’t “accidentally” touched my abs even

Which means…

Oh-my-god!

MIGHT STAND

read it later?” 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 letter might be

closer to Michelle. She stares at me like I’ve grown two

places the letter back on the table. I glare at the letter like a hawk and wish I

Michelle wonders aloud and turns tomato red

her eyes. She shrinks back into her seat, yet I keep

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