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?

as if she weighed nothing, while Rylee couldn't see

on the

slap but a loving touch, a gentle loving touch,

carry you. Okay, I'll do a good deed today

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

okay, woman is such a trouble, you cried your heart out but

So, if Timothy said she cried, she would simply

she begged him to

them! "Holy shit!" He cursed as he

or what? He's piggybacking Rylee Carroll! What the hell? How pompous is Rylee,

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

you? Daughter is lovely

miracle may occur and she may be able to marry a good man!" Armand added to his explanation as he looked at Timothy and

…

inferior to celebrities and ladies from wealthy families. Timothy was surrounded by beautiful women, so why did he ignore them and fall for

her entire body on Timothy's back, feeling his body temperature on her stomach. "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

warm breath blew into Timothy's ear

do with the fact that

my bed

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

that..." Timothy gave a casual

"What?"

pig! Did you ingest

at all! I weigh only a hundred and twenty pounds! I know I'm not skinny 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

other hand, was thoroughly entertained

want to talk to that

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

jumped off Timothy's back and dashed up to

Arman said as he

the bags to Armand before following Rylee behind her

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

on the other hand, walked gracefully with both hands in his pockets, as if waving in

was crystal clear,

felt this was the perfect life he yearned for looking at the girl skipping

in front of a red rum horse, unsure whether to approach;

a horseback rider?" Timothy approached the horse