Wolf President Hooks Up

Chapter 659: The boss was busy

Manfred signaled to greet them. As he walked out of the hotel, he narrowed his eyes and gave his order, “Find Timothy’s home! We are going to besiege it!”

“What?” hearing Manfred’s order, Flash was shocked. He asked, “Mr. Shawn, but we will be seen before we get to the house. Will that be fine?”

Manfred lowered his eyes and signed, “I don’t have any other choice. I can’t let him take my girl away.”

“Yes, Mr. Shawn!”

After bowing, Flash went ahead to give the order to the men.

Sitting in the car, Manfred rubbed his temples. He felt extremely annoyed!

His hands shivered slightly.

He wasn’t sure whether Rylee was fine or not at that moment.

He didn’t even dare to think about it.

Suddenly, his phone rang and he picked up the phone immediately. He asked anxiously, “Find it?”

The person on the other side of the phone was obviously startled since his question was followed by two seconds of silence. Then, a gentle and soft voice began to talk, “Manfred, it is me, Caroline. Will you come back for dinner tonight? I have made you…”

Manfred interrupted angrily and shouted back, “No! Leave me alone!”

He hung up the phone directly.

Caroline was completely transfixed with shock.

What happened to Manfred?

Why would he be so angry and annoyed?

He had never talked to her like that…

What’s wrong with him today?

Caroline put down the phone slowly with her eyes wet.

Manfred’s phone rang again and he picked it up rapidly and said, “Tell me you have found it!”

“Mr. Shawn, yes, we have found it. Timothy’s car was driven to the Seaside Villa. Maybe he’s there.”

“Take the weapons and let’s get him!”

“Yes, sir!”

As Rylee was soaked in the cold water for a longer time, she became less flushed except for her lips still being as red as blood.

Timothy held this soft body in his arms while the reaction inside his pants was growing stronger and stronger. He asked gently, “Rylee, can you recognize me? Rylee?”

Rylee raised her head after a few minutes and looked at Timothy with no focus in her eyes. She murmured, “I am so hot… I am thirsty…”

Timothy was startled.

She was still in a daze and couldn’t recognize him.

“Thirsty? Well, let me bring you some water.”

After Timothy helped Rylee to sit in the tub and leaned her body against the edge, he stood up and left the tub to find that he was sopping wet with water keeping on dripping from his clothes.

Timothy frowned a little, turned his back to Rylee, took off all his clothes except for his underwear and walked out of the bathroom.

Rylee clawed at the edge of the tub, slightly panting with her mouth open.

Hot, she was still so hot! She was going to be burnt.

Timothy poured a glass of water and when he opened the door of the bathroom, he found that Rylee was totally immersed in the water and was spitting bubbles.

“Rylee!”

Timothy immediately put down the glass and ran over to help Rylee out of the water. Rylee coughed and gasped heavily.

Timothy tightly held Rylee in his arms, patted her back gently, and apologized softly, “Sorry, Sorry. It was all my fault. I shouldn’t leave you alone here. It was all my fault! I am sorry.”

Rylee lay her face on Timothy’s shoulder, panting hard.

She had nearly drowned in that slippery tub just now.

Timothy grabbed a bath towel to wrap her body when he took her out of the tub.

Rylee, breathing slightly, circled her legs around Timothy’s waist, draped her soft arms around his neck, and lay her small face on his shoulder like a puppy.

“It’s okay, it will be fine. Don’t be afraid.”

Timothy would definitely not be willing to leave her in the cold water any longer, so he carried her back to the bedroom.

He gently put her on the bed but it turned out unexpectedly that Rylee had no intention of being put down and she embraced him tightly.

“Rylee, good girl, relax and lie down.”

No matter how hard Timothy tried to coax her, Rylee didn’t relax her body.

It was fortunate that Timothy was muscular so that he could coax Rylee to relax herself as his body bent towards the bed all the time.

Rylee suddenly opened her mouth to slightly bite Timothy’s earlobe.

Oh!

Timothy suddenly stopped his breath and transfixed with shock.

What was this girl doing?

And then, Rylee began to lick his earlobe with relish like a puppy.

Timothy immediately felt flows of electric currents instantly spread from his earlobe to every corner of his body!

He got tensed while his inner sexual desire was flaming as fire.

“Rylee, don’t do that… Lie down and relax yourself. Let me bring you some water.”

Timothy tried to calm Rylee down in a low voice and get her down from his body.

Rylee was totally in a daze now. She gasped heavily and embraced him tightly as her lips moved gradually from his earlobe to his Adam’s apple.

She knew nothing about sex and flirting, so she didn’t use any skills or techniques when kissing and licking him. Her tongue and lips were so hot that whenever they touched Timothy’s skin, he gasped more heavily.

“Rylee…”

“I am so hot…Give me… I want…I want…”

Rylee begged him fitfully and kept on getting closer to him with her body shivering.

Suddenly, Timothy’s bottom line collapsed and he gave in.

How could he endure the scene that his beloved girl was in great pain without doing anything to help her? Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

Now that she wanted to have sex that much, he should do it no matter whether she could recognize him or not.

At the thought, Timothy stopped bending his body and fell down to the bed together with Rylee.

Timothy gasped heavily. He raised her small face and gave her a deep kiss.

Her thirst couldn’t allow her to wait any longer, so when Timothy’s tongue touched her, she immediately parted her lips, waiting for him to discover every single inch in her mouth.

Her legs were still circling around his waist with her body arching up and down.

Her small hands were caressing Timothy’s head and back casually.

“Rylee…Rylee…” Timothy murmured her name and caressed her body affectionately. When he covered her breasts with his hands, Rylee shook a little with great joy and hummed contently.

Instead of being afraid, she moved her body to match his caress.

“Oh…more…I want more…”

Rylee’s narrowed eyes turned redder and so did her lips. She moved her body flirtishly.

Timothy was totally driven crazy.

He caressed her, touched her, and kissed her.

“Rylee, I am Timothy. Do you know that? Rylee…”

His affectionate kisses were spread from her neck to her collarbone, and finally stopped on her breast.

Rylee held Timothy’s head in her arms with great content. She tilted her head upwards and murmured her contentment in a low and fragmented voice.

Armand was playing a simple match-three puzzle when the old butler sat behind and watched him play the game.

“Oh, this one and that one, they can be linked together,” the old butler wanted to help.

Armand shrugged the old butler’s hand away and grumbled, “They can’t be linked together since there are several others between them. You know nothing about this game. Don’t bother me!”

“Then how about these two?”

“Anything wrong with your eyes? They are not the same patterns.”

“Yes, they are the same.”

“Oh, please don’t bother me. I don’t have much time left now.”

When they were both trying to press the buttons, Armand’s intercom rang.

“Armand, Armand!”

The old butler got the tablet happily and said, “Armand you are needed. Do your job!”

He began to play the game happily.

Armand signed and responded to the intercom vexedly, “Damn it! What’s wrong? Why can’t I be left alone? If it is not a big deal, I will kick your ass!”

“Armand! The radar found several suspicious cars two kilometers southeast of the villa!”

“What?” Armand frowned and walked rapidly into the monitor room on the first floor. He turned on the screen and carefully observed the cars discovered by the radar. There were indeed several cars approaching.

“Did the radar find out what’s in the cars?”

“Yes! There are weapons!”

“What? Who is so daring to challenge EP Noir Society?”

“Armand, what do we do now?”

“"Prepare for defense. Intercept and attack these cars when they are one kilometer away from the villa!"

“Yes, sir!”

After turning off the intercom, Armand observed the screen carefully for a few more seconds with his brows frowned and went upstairs quickly.

He hesitated at the door of Timothy’s bedroom.

Should he knock on the door?

Should he tell boss Wheeler what had happened?

If he didn’t tell boss Wheeler, he was afraid that he couldn’t handle some big cases.

If he did, he was afraid that he would interrupt boss Wheeler.

What if they were having sex?

After a second thought, Armand made up his mind and knocked at the door.

Inside, Timothy was kissing Rylee.

He was sensitive to sound, so he heard the knock.

And then Armand’s voice came, “Boss, something happened.”

It must be a big deal or Armand wouldn’t bother him at that specific moment.

Although he didn’t want to leave Rylee at all, he got up from the bed reluctantly and whispered to her, “I will back be in one second.”

Rylee wrinkled and held Timothy’s arm tightly to stop him from leaving.

“No…don’t go…I want more.”

Timothy helped her lie down again and coaxed, “I will be back soon, I promise.”

He covered Rylee with a silk quilt which was kicked off instantly by her because she felt hot.

Timothy took another glance at her snowy-white body and walked through the inner door to the outer door of the room with a night-robe.

Armand flushed when the door opened and he didn’t even dare to look at Timothy. He said, “Boss, several cars carrying weapons are approaching. I have ordered our men to intercept them a kilometer away from the villa.”

Timothy frowned a little and said, “Weapons? Good, just as I guessed. Someone can’t wait to show his weapon collection. Don’t worry. Let’s see what weapons they have first. Then set up some barricades for them a kilometer away. But don’t stop them there. Let them pass. Then launch a missile to kill them when they are 500 meters away!”

“Yes, sir!”

When Armand was about to leave, Timothy added, “Handle it yourself if something new happens. You don’t need to report it to me again.”

Armand lowered his head and responded, “Got it, sir.”

Then Timothy walked in and closed the door.

Armand signed with relief.

That he didn’t need to make another report meant that he shouldn’t bother Timothy anymore.

He understood the hint.

He became so shy.

Once Armand thought of the scene that his boss was having sex inside the room, he felt quite shy and even a little bit ashamed.

Then he went downstairs, whistling.