Pregnant Too Young Daddy Is A Billionaire Jock

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

confuses the hell out

eyes. Michelle is blushing, cheeks all pink, and with

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

mad at

right about me being an asshole. Not that I see a reason to change myself. I’ve always been like this, and I would

not the only one with troublesome parents. Mine wants me to get married and take over the family

my side, glaring up at me. “Is this your excuse for being angry and disrespectful all the time? That you have parents that want you to

It makes me bitter thinking about my family. “I wish to be taken into the NFL. Football is my life. But my parents are convinced it’s a phase and

is actually terrible. Parents are supposed to support their

you down. Football is the only thing I can count on to be there for me. It’s my

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

at her

thought that thing only happened in

and rich people, and my parents are wealthy assholes. They want to ensure a woman

“I see.” 

Silence

it you don’t want to

need a woman, a partner, or even friends. I’m a lone wolf, but I want my parents to

tracks and peer down at Michelle. Poking her nose with my finger and my

where you come in. You’re my fake girlfriend now, and I expect you to show up

pouts. “Then I expect

taps her chin. Dork “Not that I can think of…” “Great,” I fish up a piece of paper from my pocket and grab her tiny hand to fold it under her fingers. “This is my schedule. My parents sometimes show up to

stares at me. “Your

my voice. Michelle needs to have her ears

supposed to say to

I shake my head. This woman is unbelievable

“Just that?”

know? Tell them I’m funny

of the goddamn street. What is happening? What is so goddamn funny? Why is she wiping tears from