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.

body, making his

He cursed inwardly.

always make him exhausted physically and

could make him

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

enough, Timothy disliked her

only interested in world-famous supermodels or

She snorted.

her current awkward gesture, Rylee only wanted Timothy to

call you Mr. Wheeler

pouted with a frown. However, she looked

surged into

already bothering

over suddenly

Before she cried out for help, his tongue entered into

twist her body to get away

didn’t bother him at

She hardly spoke.

wondered why he punished her again, feeling so

rubbing against Timothy’s body. Feeling her soft body, his lower abdomen

clung to her closer, kissing

tongue reached the end of her

and trembled. Her

She clung to him tightly while

their heavy breath was

their kissing

Rylee couldn’t breathe gradually.

how hard she dodged, she

She was almost suffocated.

wanted to

she would be the

let go of her. Rylee’s body weakened. Pressing her face on his chest, she gasped for

so miserable, just like

a buzz and almost lost

her hearing

She almost died.

so she didn’t notice that something hard

of obsession. His thin lips turned red

his face. He looked

tender as the moonlight while he looked down at the little lady in

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

girl,” Timothy uttered

something wrong. You can’t kill me

“Silly.”

know you almost suffocated me just now? I’m your maid. How can you kill your own maid? Although kissing me to death is better than smashing my skull, I will

and retorted, “Don’t you

Her lips parted while she was staring at his

charming.

was said that a man with such a

would look calm

down at Rylee and bent over. He breathed closely to Rylee and

“I...”

“Your kissing skill sucks.”