All Chapters of THE BAD BOY GOT ME PREGNANT : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

ARTHUR The air inside the Alpha Sigma house was laced with cheap vodka,cologne and cigarette smell.Every sane Omega on campus knew to steer clear of this place on a Friday night. It was a predator tank. But I wasn't here to be sensible. I was here to finish a problem. I adjusted my heavy prescription frames, shoving them up the bridge of my nose, and kept walking. My oversized beige knit sweater swallowed my hands and hid my trembling fingers. I pushed through the double doors leading into the main lounge. The crowd here was thicker, orbiting around a long leather sectional like moths around a wildfire. Sitting right in the center, one booted foot resting carelessly on the glass coffee table, was Jaxon Hilton. He was exactly as the campus rumors described him: a walking hazard. His leather jacket was thrown over the back of the couch, leaving him in a black tank top that showed off the dark, intricate ink winding up his muscular arms and climbing his throat. His dark hair was

ARTHUR(JAXON’S BODY) I was sitting on the edge of the mattress in an apartment that looked less like a student dorm and more like a luxury penthouse. The room smelled heavily of leather and expensive cologne.My new muscles ached with a strange, foreign density. Right beside the bed, a man in a crisp navy suit was packing a sleek medical kit. This was a private, high-end family physician—someone the wealthy Hilton family undoubtedly kept on a hefty retainer. On the mattress lay my body.Still out cold, tucked under a dark gray duvet, looking painfully small and pale against the expensive sheets. "His vitals are stable, Jaxon," the doctor said, snapping his briefcase shut. "The sedative they used on him was crude, but it didn't do any permanent damage. As for the... condition you mentioned, the fetus is perfectly intact. He just needs rest and proper nutrition." "And the injection?" I asked, my voice a deep rumble that still sent a jolt of shock down my own spine. "The abortion

ARTHUR(JAXON’S BODY) I stood in the centre of the court, the bright stadium lights glaring down on my sweating forehead. Around me, four towering alphas in matching varsity jerseys were moving in a high-speed blur. To them, this was second nature. To me, it was a terrifying exercise. "Jax! On your left!" Xavier yelled, his voice booming across the court as he drove past a defender. Before my brain could even calculate the trajectory of the ball, a heavy leather basketball slammed violently into Jaxon’s massive, tattooed chest. The whistle blew, a sharp, piercing screech that made my ears ring. "Hilton!" Coach roared from the sidelines, his clipboard smacking against his thigh as he marched towards the baseline. "What the hell is wrong with you today? You’re moving like you’ve got bricks strapped to your ankles! You missed yesterday's mandatory practice, and now you can't even handle a basic chest pass?" "Sorry, Coach," I muttered. Xavier jogged over."Yo, Jax. Man, you'r