Chapter 8

Maddox

“Please just put me down…” Michelle begs. I’m still carrying her like a hunting trophy. She is seriously lightweight and needs to eat something. But the fact that I can handle her so easily kinda turns me on. What is wrong with my head?

Michelle keeps squirming. “This is embarrassing! Please put me down! Maddox…”

Embarrassing? Pfft! I don’t give a fuck. I’ve glared at every fool who has stared at us, and not a single one has kept looking

This is fine.

“We are almost by your apartment.”

“Maddox… P-please… Blood is rushing to my head…”

A sigh escapes me. I don’t do friends or girlfriends. Relationships aren’t for me, yet I relent when the little thing begs me to put her down again. She is like a tiny little rabbit. Defenseless, and it does weird things to my brain. It shouldn’t be legal for a girl of this stature to walk out alone…

“Maddox…”

“Fine,” I grumble.

I grab Michelle and put her down next to me. The fabric of her jacket slides up her flat stomach, and I blink at her breasts. If you could even call them that…

Those tiny little things in her bras are smaller than my pecs.

Wait, why am I even looking at her?

“Here,” I help pull down her jacket and grunt at her. “You’re giving the entire street a free show right now…”

Her cheeks turn even redder than a moment before. “Oh…”

I crouch to smooth down her jacket to ensure her belly button isn’t showing and pull at the fabric.

to stare down at me. I know that look on her face. She is unsure why I’m nice to

hell out of

pink, and with her electric brown hair flying around her head, she is…

at me. “You’re welcome,” I stand up. “Now, shall we continue? Your

still mad at

me being an asshole. Not that I see a reason to change myself. I’ve always been like this, and I would have to be a whipped fool to change myself for another person. I’m getting by just fine being like this… Yet,

not the only one with troublesome parents. Mine wants me to get married

me. “Is this your excuse for being angry and disrespectful all the time? That you have parents that want you to

I correct her and narrow my eyes. It makes me bitter thinking about my family. “I wish to be taken

expression turns sympathetic. “That is actually terrible. Parents

thing I can count on to be there for me. It’s my life. The thing which makes me happy, yet my parents are still trying to make me marry this woman they have

blinking up at me. “An a-arranged marriage? Wow, I-I didn’t think you were serious

down at her while we walk. “You

that thing only

want to ensure a woman doesn’t simply marry me for the money, so they have found another wealthy person to be

“I see.” 

Silence

it you don’t

a woman, a partner, or even friends. I’m a lone wolf,

down at Michelle. Poking her nose with my finger and my tired eyes

You’re my fake girlfriend now, and I expect you to show up at my

I expect

her chin. Dork “Not that I can think of…” “Great,” I fish up a piece of paper from my pocket and

at me.

voice. Michelle needs to have her ears checked since she repeats everything I say.

supposed

about hello?” I shake my head. This woman is

“Just that?”

love me and shit-how am I supposed to know? Tell them I’m funny and nice and that we do pottery together; whatever makes girls love

she bursts out laughing in the middle of the goddamn street. What is happening? What is so goddamn funny? Why is she wiping tears from

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