Wolf President Hooks Up

Rylee let out a hollow laugh.

She was scared.

In her mind, the scene that Timothy pinched her neck with a spooky smile and broke her neck popped in her mind.

She didn’t want that to happen at all. The way of death was too ugly. She’d rather die with a whole body.

Rylee made several wild guesses in a few seconds.

Timothy exhaled. He bent over and sprayed his hot breath on her face. Gritting his teeth, he said, “I do wish to open your skull and take a look at your brain.”

“What? No way. What have I done wrong? Why do you hate me so much? I can change. Don’t open my skull. I’ll die. If I try hard, I can be very obedient. I promise I’ll be more obedient.”

Rylee curled her lips with a bitter look, staring at Timothy pitifully.

The gangster leader was always moody, as rumors said

Sure enough, Timothy was indeed grumpy.

He always wanted to end others' lives.

In anger, Timothy looked away, feeling helpless. He looked at Rylee and growled, “Can you be more stupid?”

Stupid?

Why did he think she was stupid?

Rylee held Timothy’s waist with her hands. Since she couldn’t move, her arms could. She begged pitifully, “I’m stupid. I’m indeed stupid. I’m more stupid than a hog. Timothy, please don’t open my skull. I can learn. Really. What have I done to offend you? Please tell me. I will change.”

She decided not to beg him for the exclusive interview. Her life was in danger already, so she wouldn’t have any energy to think about other things.

Timothy wanted to speak but couldn’t. He heaved a sigh and said, “Alas... You... Everything of you offends me.”

“What?”

That was way too serious.

She couldn’t reassemble her body parts, could she?

“I know you always dislike me. But I can’t do anything. I’m already like this. I’m quite pitiful already. Please have mercy on a pitiful woman.”

Rylee moved her hands on Timothy’s body up and down as usual as she spoke.

It felt like she was touching him, rubbing him, and arousing him.

Timothy took a deep breath, feeling extremely hot. He grabbed her hands, lifted them, and pressed them above her head.

Rylee wondered why her posture had been changed.

She bit her bottom lip, looking at Timothy in fear.

Timothy’s muscled body clung to hers tightly.

Different from his, her body was soft and boneless.

Waves of a woman’s scent kept spreading to him.

It smelt refreshed, attractive, and enchanting.

his body, making his skin

He cursed inwardly.

always make him

she could make

almost pressed on Rylee’s nose. Panting slightly, he said, “Little girl, you know I dislike

enough, Timothy disliked her

he was only interested

She snorted.

her current awkward gesture, Rylee only wanted Timothy to calm

the audacity to provoke you? I didn’t call you Mr.

she looked so adorable

surged into

are already bothering

over suddenly

she cried out for help, his tongue

tried to twist her body to get

didn’t bother him at

She hardly spoke.

punished her again,

Timothy’s body. Feeling her soft body, his

clung to her closer,

his tongue reached the end of her tongue, Rylee

and trembled. Her mind went

She clung to him tightly while

their heavy breath was

their kissing

Rylee couldn’t breathe gradually.

matter how hard she dodged, she couldn’t get away from

She was almost suffocated.

wanted to

be the first to be

weakened. Pressing her face on his chest, she gasped

so miserable, just

a buzz and

her hearing and consciousness

She almost died.

afraid she would die, so she didn’t notice that something hard was

face was full of obsession. His thin lips turned red because of

bridge had a shadow on his face. He looked down

he looked down at the little lady in

finally caught her breath. She was curious. Pressing her head against his chest, she growled, “Shit! Do you really want to kill

uttered

You can’t kill me

“Silly.”

glared at Timothy in anger. She growled in a grievance, “Do you know you almost suffocated me just now? I’m your maid. How can

and retorted, “Don’t you know how to breathe during

lips parted while she was staring at

charming. His chin looked

a man with such a kind of chin was pretty

this kind of man would look

looked down at Rylee and bent over. He breathed closely to Rylee and said, “Silly, you don't know

“I...”

“Your kissing skill sucks.”