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!”

shudders in response before turning tense, but it doesn’t matter. All I need is for that other

her seriously,

Whatever.

snakes in this library! 1 I don’t trust that other guy for a second. The moment I let go, he will try to get

do you mean?” I smirk

with me! Why did you hang

as light

but Michelle is overreacting because my arm isn’t THAT heavy. “My weight isn’t pressing you down.” Her nostrils

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

wrote this for you,

Fucking hell.

a love

upon receiving it. “Oh, thank you so much, Harold…

that’s what I would like

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

Is she into him????

Harold got nothing on me! He is shorter and lankier and definitely lacks

into that shit? She hasn’t “accidentally” touched my abs

Which means…

Oh-my-god!

MIGHT STAND A

it later?” Harold asks sweetly. “I have to go now, but… Look at it later, okay? I

Michelle. She stares at me like I’ve grown two heads, but it’s

Michelle places the letter back on the table. I

me a letter…” Michelle wonders aloud and turns tomato

back into her seat, yet I keep my

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