Wolf President Hooks Up

Timothy was quite smug in his heart, but he said, “Remember, don't take this opportunity to harass me anymore.”

Rylee's expression was stunned, and she mumbled, “I promise I will not do that.”

Come on, in Timothy mind, she was like a horny girl who want to hug whoever she meets.

Timothy sat on the sofa. While Rylee bent over, she was bending down and tying a tie on him.

This posture was so tiring!

Why was this tie so hard to put on?

Unknowingly, Rylee sat on Timothy's lap and continued what she was doing.

Timothy was afraid of Rylee leaning back. So both of his hands were still behind her waist.

Rylee was very concentrated on her work and put all her mind in it. She was concentrated on the tie without noticing that their faces were so close to each other at all.

She didn’t even realize that Timothy was staring at her deeply and desirably.

The breath of the two people melted together.

“Well, it's done! Wow, I'm pretty good at this. Check it out, how beautiful and neat the tie is.”

Rylee tilted her head while she admired her job of tying and smiled.

“Yeah.” Timothy patted Rylee's ass. “Why did you lean so close to me? You are really good at groping man.”

“What?”

“I am talking about you, when are you gonna get up from me?”

Timothy pretended to glare at her, and Rylee realized that she was sitting on his lap!

“Oh! Sorry! I didn't notice... I am not doing this intentionally...”

Rylee wished that she could have more mouths to tell him her grievances.

Timothy has stood up straight. His body was tall and straight, full of masculinity.

Rylee chased behind him to explain how innocent she was.

Timothy suddenly stopped and turned around. Rylee didn't notice that so her whole body bumped into his back.

Timothy said coolly, “According to what you said, you did those purposefully before.”

Well…

Rylee was dumbfounded.

Why was she always defeated by Timothy in debate?!

“I, I, I...”

Before Rylee figured out how to retort, Timothy has already gone out for meeting.

Rylee fell down on the sofa in frustration, rolling around in a huff.

the meeting, Rylee was left

to Timothy’s chair. Timothy’s chair was sitting toward the only computer that she

she couldn’t expect that, Timothy’s computer required the password to access. Rylee has entered several

What are you doing at Mr.

immediately. He was frightened by Rylee’s behavior of sitting at the table and he scolded Rylee

she

it won't break if I sit on it.

go to President Wheeler's office! Come

Rylee insisted, “No way!”

now!” The young man

also very stubborn. So she grabbed the table hard

man suddenly raised his head, but then

Timothy rush to the man's side in no time,

Bang!

Rylee covered her ears.

who was about 1.8m tall, was easily

man groaned in pain because of a

his eyes, yelled in

“Yes... I'm sorry...”

the severe pain,

brutality and strength. Her mouth was still slightly

Did

what Timothy cared

he didn't make any serious mistakes. He is also dedicated and kind, he was trying to

pressed the external call button, said quickly and

“Yes, Mr. Wheeler.”

woman's voice came

staff member was laid off, the woman was as calm as hearing a weather

That boy wasn’t so guilty. He was also making a hard decision. Why do

out the files in his hand and said flatly, “I

Rylee was startled.

trace of warmth

she suddenly came to realize a fact, “Hey, you have always bullied me and hurt me

took a look at Rylee without any expression. He then stretched out his hand

office, Rylee chased behind his ass and kept nagging, “Come on, please do me a favor. It's a piece of cake for you. Just make a call and Kenneth Keith will listen to

he had to do, and Rylee did not affect his business

slumped on the sofa with exhaustion, sighing with her arms

a project and raised his head to look at the girl's posture, couldn't help laughing secretly. He called out, “Yo, little

Yes! Timothy, Do you need my help? Do you want

smiled to see

rubbed his temples. “Aren't you hungry? It's lunch

was discouraged, slumped on the sofa again, and said as if she was almost dead, “I would rather be starved to death!

fine, then I won't force you. I'll order my own

said, Timothy took out a few

at him with a bitter face only to found that he had completely ignored her. Then she got up and walked to Timothy. She sat next to him

walked in,

on the chair, but she was sitting half of her

I want to eat this, this, this, and this! By the

one arm around Rylee's body, looked at the waiting secretary over there, and nodded, “Just order what

to talk too much and