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,

He cursed inwardly.

could always make him exhausted physically

could make him

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

enough, Timothy disliked her

knew he was only interested in world-famous supermodels

She snorted.

gesture, Rylee only

provoke you? I didn’t call you Mr. Wheeler today, and

frown. However, she looked

into

already

bent over

Rylee let out a sound. Before she cried out for help, his tongue entered into her

body to get away

didn’t bother him at

She hardly spoke.

wondered why he punished

body. Feeling her

her closer, kissing her

of her

and trembled.

clung

was heard in

their kissing

Rylee couldn’t breathe gradually.

matter how hard she dodged,

She was almost suffocated.

he wanted to

that she would be the first

finally let go of her. Rylee’s body weakened. Pressing

miserable, just like a

buzz and almost

her hearing and consciousness

She almost died.

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

full of obsession. His thin lips turned red because of his

his face. He looked

while he

her head against his chest, she growled, “Shit!

girl,” Timothy uttered the words

wrong. You

“Silly.”

you almost suffocated me just now? I’m your maid. How can you kill your own maid? Although kissing

you know

lips parted while she

charming. His chin looked

that a man with such a kind of chin was

this kind of man would

bent over. He breathed closely to Rylee and said,

“I...”

“Your kissing skill sucks.”