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.

Timothy went to the meeting,

around that room, and finally ran to Timothy’s chair. Timothy’s chair was sitting toward the only

Timothy’s computer required the password to access. Rylee has entered several passwords indiscriminately without

are you doing at Mr.

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

of classified documents, and if she was a commercial spy, it would be a huge

won't break if I sit on

permit you to go to

Rylee insisted, “No way!”

right now!” The young man walked over, grabbed Rylee's arm

very stubborn. So she grabbed the table hard to show

you doing!” Timothy's voice suddenly came out. The young man suddenly raised his head, but then complained, “This girl ran to your

could only see Timothy rush to the man's side in no time, and threw the man

Bang!

Rylee covered her ears.

a man who was about 1.8m tall, was easily thrown into the

The young man groaned in pain because of a heavy

narrowed his eyes, yelled in a low voice, “Fuck

“Yes... I'm sorry...”

man endured the severe pain, got

strength. Her mouth was

okay? Did he

was what Timothy cared the

came back to reality and shook her head. “Actually, he didn't make any serious

pressed the external call button, said quickly and decisively, “The boy who went

“Yes, Mr. Wheeler.”

calm woman's voice came from

member was laid off, the

wasn’t so guilty. He was also making a

said flatly, “I won't

Rylee was startled.

trace of warmth

realize a fact, “Hey, you have always bullied me and hurt me the most! Why

look at Rylee without any expression. He then stretched out his hand and squeezed Rylee's

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 you. I’ve

just kept doing what he had to do, and Rylee did not affect his business

with exhaustion, sighing

and raised his head to look at the girl's posture, couldn't help laughing secretly. He

Do you need my help? Do you want to make a phone

grinned and smiled

temples. “Aren't you hungry?

said as if she was almost dead, “I would rather be starved to

won't force

Timothy took out a few

had completely ignored her. Then she got up and walked to Timothy. She sat

female secretary walked in, she saw an

girl huddled with him on the chair, but she was sitting half of her butt on President Wheeler’s lap. The

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

the waiting secretary over there, and nodded, “Just order what

to talk too much and went