Wolf President Hooks Up

The butler looked confused, but still nodded quickly, “I see, sir. I will never say anything.”

Mr. Master’s practice must be kept secret. Like many kung fu masters he had seen on TV, their cultivation shall be kept secret.

The old butler's adoration to Timothy had greatly increased.

Rylee had a very tight sleep.

She didn't know that Timothy's bed was made of special wood to help sleep, and that the mattress was also made of memory foam whose design was based on ergonomics.

She got up, went to the window and opened the curtains. Wow, she couldn't help smiling in front of the amazing view.

“It's so beautiful! I didn’t expect that the gang leader actually has a taste.”

There were endless greens rushing into her eyes. Green lawns, green trees were in different structure and layers. Dark green, grassy green, light green, yellow-green layered on top of each other. It’s very beautiful, making her refreshed.

Farther away, it turned out to be the ocean.

“Is this place so close to the sea? Mr. Wheeler really know how to choose a place.”

After stretching, Rylee went downstairs.

The floor downstairs was lit up by the morning sun. Rylee walked down the spacious stairs. Silent and busy servants were doing their own jobs and Timothy was drinking tea.

Timothy is wearing an off-white V-neck T-shirt today and a pair of black jeans. His whole costume looks like a college student.

Actually... Mr. Wheeler was indeed very young.

He’s just twenty-six years old. It should be the prime of a man where he enjoy the benefits of youth and hansomeness.

“Morning, Mr. Wheeler. Oh sorry. Morning, Timothy. Hey.”

Rylee stuck out her little tongue.

Well, she had gotten used to calling him Mr. Wheeler. But he wasn’t happy that she called him so. Why did she keep forgetting this? Damn!

Timothy put down his tablet and raised his eyelids. His attractive face came into Rylee's sight. Timothy pointed to the clock on the wall and said, “It’s getting late, girl. It’s ten o’clock.”

Rylee made a face to him, squinting and smiling, “I'm sorry. It’s probably because I slept in a strange place. So, last night, well, I got a little insomnia. That's why I got up late.”

She was regretting in her mind. She was here to work as a maid, and how could the maid sleep until ten o'clock without any guilt. They didn’t hire her to be a queen.

Timothy almost laughed out. “You had insomnia last night? Fine, we'll stick to it then.”

Damn, no one slept more deeply than her last night. He kissed her breast but she was still asleep. He was confident that even if she was taken to Egypt, she can sleep soundly.

Timothy took a suggestive glance at her towering breast. He looked at the kitchen and spoke while tapping his fingers the table, “Bring up the breakfast.”

“Yes, sir.”

Rylee walked over, sat opposite Timothy, and asked, “Haven’t you had breakfast?”

“Nah.”

“Why haven't you had breakfast yet?”

Timothy glanced at Rylee. Well, he definitely couldn’t tell her that he was just waiting for her to have breakfast together. How awkward he would be if he said that?

just

old butler stood there,

up. Mr. Wheeler got up at about six o'clock with the look that he didn't sleep well last night. So

tell that Timothy had taken a million cold showers

you are the boss. But you wake up

......

couldn’t help looked at Timothy

elegantly, and

my dear creditor, what do I have to do

“Take care of me.”

Timothy said very ambiguously.

me an

take good care of

eat fruit, you must cut them into pieces and bring them to me. If I want to go out, you have to dress me up. If I want

a bath and I will massage your back,

but she immediately

she

was taking a bath, why would she do that thing? Giving him a back massage? Isn't that the same as seeing Mr.

suddenly thought of seeing Timothy's naked body last night. Something underneath him

his hand, “Hey, girl, why are you leering

say that a pure

and said, “Do not have any

got it, I got

She was still grinning.

to massage my back. Do you think my back can

head, Timothy hid

not a decent job. No one will want to

saying the tough word, Rylee still can't help being curious, “Well, who will massage you? It’s a man

mind,

bullshiting, how can I find a man to do this? Even if a man enters the women's bathroom,

you'll understand why I must have a massagist of my gender. Otherwise, the woman who help

“Damn, it’s just a man’s body. What's there

at me for so long yesterday

a long time. It's just a few seconds. Besides, that was unintentional. There’s

smirked, pointed critically at Rylee's face and said, “Liar,

she covered her face with

girl, just stared

grew redder with Timothy's gaze. She sensed a chill down

ah, she looked at his naked body by accident, that's

…

of a group of servants with a cute smile

and introduced her to the servants at

Rylee frowned.

a maid. So why the hell did

including

maids in the family. There’re so many maids that they can take turns to take

such cute little girl with no job experience do? There

follow my order. She only does the work

“Understood!”

the servants replied in

“Hello, miters and misses, my name is Rylee. I am glad to join you. And wish we can work together happily in