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.

make him exhausted

she could make him a

gradually. His think lips parted. His chin almost pressed on Rylee’s nose. Panting slightly, he said, “Little girl, you

enough, Timothy disliked

knew he was only interested in

She snorted.

gesture, Rylee only wanted Timothy to calm

could I have the audacity to provoke you? I didn’t call you Mr. Wheeler today, and nor did

However, she looked so

into

already

his words, Timothy bent over

Before she cried out for help, his tongue entered

body to get away from

bother him

She hardly spoke.

he punished her again, feeling so

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

to her closer, kissing

end of her tongue, Rylee felt a

and trembled.

She clung to

heavy breath was heard

kissing sound

Rylee couldn’t breathe gradually.

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

She was almost suffocated.

wanted to kill

pitiful that she would be the first to be kissed

let go of her. Rylee’s body weakened. Pressing her face on his

so miserable, just like a fainting

heard a buzz and almost

her hearing

She almost died.

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

of obsession. His thin lips turned red because of

nose bridge had a shadow on his face. He

moonlight while he looked down at the little

her head against his chest, she growled, “Shit! Do you really

uttered the

done something wrong. You can’t

“Silly.”

How can you kill your own maid? Although kissing me to death is better than smashing my skull, I will still die. I can't believe

away and retorted, “Don’t you know how

Rylee widened her eyes. Her lips parted while she was staring at his chiseled

too charming.

said that a man with such a kind of chin was

would look calm but

over. He breathed closely to Rylee and said, “Silly, you don't

“I...”

“Your kissing skill sucks.”