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 smiling

said as she slapped Timothy's on the head, causing him to turn his head

a slap but a loving touch, a gentle

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

when did you see me cry? Put me down; I don't need you to piggyback and slander me! I

a trouble, you cried your heart out but denied," Timothy remarked

if Timothy said she cried, she

said it as if she begged him to piggyback her! Oh, no! He was such a self-centered

to face them!

our boss, or what? He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the

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

you concur, don't you? Daughter

or silly a daughter is, a miracle may occur and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to his

…

inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women,

"Timothy, you keep me warm like a heater!" Rylee said this as she leaned in close to Timothy's ear to get a better look at his expression. She wanted to see if he was happy or

Timothy's ear as she

that have anything to do with the fact

warm in my bed during the winter," Timothy said as

she realized what he meant, "Why would I want to

certain of that..." Timothy gave a

"What?"

weighed more than a pig! Did you ingest a stone

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 to pat Timothy's

on the other hand, was thoroughly entertained by her response, and he

I want to go horseback riding; put me down; I want to talk to that big horse!" Rylee wriggled on Timothy's back, trying to get

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

and dashed up to

Arman said as

you go." Timothy handed over all of the bags to Armand before following

in her hand and turned to face Timothy. "Come up here, let's go horseback riding!" She

gracefully with both hands in his pockets, as if

clear, revealing the lake's green

life he yearned for looking at the girl skipping happily

Rylee stood in front of a red rum horse, unsure whether to approach; thus, she waved at Timothy for

horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse and stroked