Wolf President Hooks Up

Her eyes and mouth were wide open, and her head felt like it was about to explode.

'Did Timothy kiss me?' She wondered, blinking.

'That was a kiss, wasn't it? I'm not bothered, but was that a kiss?'

She was irritated because she couldn't tell if he had kissed her or not in the bright sunlight.

"What made you decide to stop? Is there something wrong with your legs?" Timothy turned to face her.

"Huh? What?" Rylee was taken aback by his voice and looked up at him.

He appeared calm as if he hadn't just stolen a kiss from her. Okay, she was probably daydreaming.

"What made you decide to stop? Is that a signal for me to carry you?" Timothy's brow furrowed as he considered such an idea.

"Will you carry me? Like a princess?" Rylee's lust was sparked, and she smiled evilly.

But Timothy smacked her dream to the ground, saying, "Keep dreaming, or wait until you grow prettier!"

But Timothy smacked her dream to the ground, saying, "Keep dreaming, or wait until you grow prettier!"

Rylee frowned and grimaced behind him as he spoke. 'You're a jerk, Timothy Wheeler! Do you have to remind me that I'm not attractive?' She cursed him inwardly.

Timothy abruptly came to a halt at this point, which surprised Rylee; she immediately resumed her normal expression. 'Damn, does he have a pair of eyes on his back or what?'

"Do you have to?" Timothy sighed, his back facing her.

"Huh?" What was it that he said all of a sudden?

"Do you have to cry just because I'm not carrying you?"

'Huh? No, I'm not crying! And I would not cry just because of that; Rylee Carroll is not a cry baby! Shit!' Rylee considered this as she pointed her finger at the tip of her nose.

"Woman..." Timothy sighed as he knelt and waved his right arm at her.

"What are you up to?" Rylee looked at his back with interest, and just as she was about to tilt her head to look at his face, his arm landed on her calves, and she fell onto his back.

"Ah…" What was the situation? How did she end up riding on Timothy's back?

alone and continued walking as if she weighed nothing, while Rylee couldn't see his

she slapped Timothy's on the

got it wrong again, that wasn't a slap but a

Timothy returned to the front. "How embarrassing can you be? Crying because I refused to carry you. Okay, I'll do a good

Put me down; I don't need you to piggyback and

trouble, you cried your

of anything to say. So, if Timothy said

to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a self-centered

face them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he clung to a tree to keep

Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How

agree now that having a daughter is much better!" He said to his colleague on

concur, don't you? Daughter is

a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to his

…

ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was

Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear

into Timothy's ear as she spoke, raising his body

to do with

think about staying warm in my bed during

Rylee's eyes widened as she realized what he meant, "Why

be certain of that..." Timothy

"What?"

you weighed more than a pig! Did you ingest a stone or

for my height, but I'm not as fat as a pig! I'm a little chubby; maybe I should just kill myself instead of being fat-shamed by you!" She yelled as she continued

the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her

to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee

back, he couldn't help but squeeze her buttock. Rylee, on the other hand, was completely unconcerned because her attention was now

Timothy's back and

Arman said as

the bags

skipped over to the horses, stopping in the middle to gather some flowers and leaves. She took them in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up here, let's go horseback riding!"

hands in his pockets, as if waving in

lake was crystal clear, revealing the lake's green

looking at the girl skipping happily

red rum horse, unsure

a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the