Wolf President Hooks Up
Chapter 582: Extremely Angry

Boss had never been bullied.

It was the best as long as he wouldn't go bully anyone.

Rylee roared again, "He's gone too far!"

When the driver heard her roar, his hand trembled, almost driving the car into a ditch.

The air in Timothy's bedroom seemed to be burning.

Amy's pink tits were pressed against Timothy's shirt. They looked enchanting.

Timothy looked down and saw the erotic scene. The woman's mesmerizing curves could be seen clearly from his angle, including her beautiful bosom and well-toned butt.

"President Wheeler... I have the confidence to let you get to the Cloud 9. Why don't you try my skills?"

Amy exhaled hot breath and smiled seductively. Her flexible fingers stroked across Timothy's belt, moving downward to look for something...

When she was about to reach the zipper on his pants, her hand was grabbed by Timothy.

Amy was taken aback. She didn't believe any man could resist her skills to hit on him. She smiled enchantingly, and her soft body leaned against Timothy. She also said coquettishly while moaning, "Ouch! President Wheeler, I suddenly feel so dizzy..." Timothy's eyes darkened. Before he reacted, the door of the bedroom was pushed open. Kenneth mumbled, "Boss, are you going to bed... Oops!"

He gaped in surprise. When he understood what was going on in the bedroom, he grinned. "Please ignore me. I haven't seen anything. Please go on."

Bang! Kenneth smashed the door close.

Outside Timothy's bedroom, Kenneth thought for a moment and snickered to himself. "Boss can't pretend to be aloof now. He also fell for the honey trap. He won't be able to laugh at me anymore in the future!"

Kenneth staggered downstairs, humming a song. Waving at the rest four women, he said, "Girls, come to have fun with me. If any of you could please me with the blowjob, I'll give the pile of cash to her."

While he spoke, he shook the cash in his hands.

The four women exchanged glances with each other and asked, "Mr. Keith, you want to have sex with us four tonight. Aren't you afraid you would be choked?"

"Exactly. Mr. Keith, how's your waist power? Do you have enough storage to satisfy us all?"

The four women burst into laughter.

Kenneth was aroused, gritting his teeth. "Little things, I'll show you how awesome I am later. Let me see who would moan the loudest."

***

The four women dragged Kenneth onto the big sofa in the living room, taking off his pants.

In Timothy's bedroom, Amy faked being fragile and nestled in Timothy's arms. Taking the chance, she rubbed Timothy's body with her hands at random.

"I'll give you three seconds..." Timothy finally spoke.

Amy was already lost in sexual desire. She panted in a lustful way, shaking her butt, squirming, and said between moans, "Ehn... Three seconds? What for? Three seconds for me to open up my legs? Honey, I have nothing on now. Why are you still dressed? Come on. Release yourself!"

Amy's hands started to unbuckle Timothy's belt.

Timothy's eyes darkened. He raised his foot and kicked her.

Thump!

Amy was kicked away and fell on the floor several meters away.

"Ouch!"

Amy cowered in the corner, feeling intense pain all over. She looked at Timothy pitifully and almost couldn't breathe. "Mr... Mr, Wheeler... Why..."

Timothy said in disgust, "I've told you. I gave you three seconds to get out of my room, but you refused to listen."

Amy's head drooped and she fainted.

Timothy pressed the internal line button to call the butler, "Send someone upstairs to clean up the junks. Hurry up!"

After that, Timothy frowned and looked at his clothes up and down.

He felt his clothes were dirtied from the touching of that woman.

Timothy went to his giant bathroom. Soon, he tossed out all of his clothes, including his underwear.

Then the sound of running water was heard from the bathroom.

The butler came in with a few strong men, pointing at the fainted women at the corner. The men walked over in silence, wrapped her into a blanket, and carried her out. The butler picked up all the clothes at the door of the bathroom and took them out.

Instantly, two cleaners came in and disinfected the room.

Shortly after, the air in the room was refreshed. New beddings, carpet, cushions, and pillows were put in.

Warm water was splashed on a man's solid body.

Timothy was standing there like a god. Closing his eyes, he enjoyed the warm water running through his hair.

His skin was elastic, exuding a healthy luster. His brawny, well-built body was the sign of utmost masculinity.

"Alas..." Timothy heaved a sigh while enjoying the warmth of water, his eyes closed.

"Why can't she be like those disgusting women and cling to me whenever she saw me?"

Only he knew who the person he was referring to was.

That little thing wouldn't cling to him. Instead, she always distanced herself from him as if he were a virus. Damn it!

In his mind, the scene that he pressed forcibly on the restless and beautiful body that night appeared suddenly. He also recalled the soul etching taste when getting into her body.

All of a sudden, he was aroused.

His length and size were indeed intimidating.

"Shit! I've never suffered such a failure before!"

Timothy smashed the wall with his fist, all his muscles tensed up.

If any woman had seen the scene that he was taking a shower, she would probably get wet as a river right away.

***

When Armand walked into the living room of Seaside Villa, he almost blacked out.

Mr. Keith was way too wild. He did such bold things in the living room.

As soon as Armand entered, he only saw Kenneth's feet first. Then he saw the women riding on Kenneth's body. A few heads were on his lower abdomen.

Armand wanted to stab his own eyes.

"Mr. Keith, you do know how to have fun, huh? Don't you feel even a little bit shameful? You can't just enjoy yourself here but have others forced to witness this drama!" Armand roared.

Kenneth squinted, moaning in comfort. He didn't even spare a glance at Armand but muttered, "Right! Oh... I like it... Keep on... Faster... Armand, I'm busy. You can choose one from here. Ouch! Who bit me? Be gentle!" Armand was furious.

It wasn't until then did he recall that a girl who had just turned eighteen was behind him. Armand wanted to cover her eyes, but the little girl had already bypassed him. Like a cheetah, she rushed to the sofa, looked down at Kenneth, and roared, "Where is Timothy? Where is Timothy?" Kenneth squinted while enjoying it. "Boss is having fun now. I'm sure Amy would please him. That woman is a slut!"

"Go to Hell!" Rylee picked up a big cushion and smashed it on Kenneth's head, and pressed on his face forcibly. Then she grabbed someone and asked, "Where is Timothy's room?"

"The one in the innermost of the southeast, the second floor..." the butler answered dully.

Rylee rushed upstairs instantly.

The butler blinked and looked over at Armand like a fool. "Armand... Who is this girl?"

Armand shrugged. "As you see, a girl who's so bold to rush into Boss's room."

The butler blinked again. He didn't understand at all.

Kenneth was howling. "Who dared hit me? You'd better tell me who you are. You motherfucker! How dare you! Wait. Why did I hear a woman's voice?"

Rylee's eyes were full of rage. She pushed the door to Timothy's bedroom open with great force.

Panting, she stood at the door while resting her hands on the hips.

She didn't know why she was so angry. As soon as she heard Kenneth had brought a few women to harass Timothy, her mind was blank. She even didn't inform Manfred and directly asked Armand to turn around, heading to the villa. She was so furious.

How dare other women bully Mr. Wheeler!

They couldn't do it!

Rylee didn't have time to calm down and think about the reason.

Anyway, she wasn't in the mood to do so.

"Hello? Mr. Wheeler?" Rylee was taken aback.

Mr. Wheeler had such a massive bedroom.

She charged in. Firstly, she saw a living room with a sofa, a TV set, a tea table, and a wine cabinet.

She looked around, only to replace several doors.

She was confused.

The giant bedroom was as complicated as a maze. Sure enough, he was super-wealthy.

Compared with Timothy, Rylee's stingy father had made their house extremely shabby.

"Mr. Wheeler? Where are you hiding?"

Rylee couldn't care much. She decided to push all the doors open one after one and look for him.

***

If any woman wanted to take advantage of Mr. Wheeler when he was drunk, Rylee decided to teach her a lesson.

She didn't learn Taekwondo for beginners in vain.

Rylee rushed in, only to replace a huge bed that looked quite cozy. The room was clean and neat, but no one was there.

"The bedsheet was neat without even a strand of hair. It seems no one has lied on it." Rylee was like a detective, tilting her head and checking the bedsheet under the light. She didn't replace anything suspicious.

According to what she read from the books, men nowadays are fond of having sex "elsewhere". It meant they would do it everywhere except on the bed.

On the sofa, on the carpet, in the bathroom, in the kitchen...

Rylee came to a realization.00000☐☐☐☐☐☐☐