All Chapters of Oops, My Sugar Baby is Alpha: Chapter 141 - Chapter 150

He let her bite, showing no intention of evading, a faint, indulgent smile lingering on his lips. He patiently waited for her to release her grip. A bright red plum blossom adorned the snowy white shirt on his shoulder. Andrew casually glanced at it, his deep eyes devoid of any ripples, as if the person bitten wasn't him. "Done biting? Well then, it's my turn," he said and immediately enveloped her in his arms, passionately kissing her lips like a storm. His kiss was domineering and reckless, making her lips numb, her breath becoming increasingly erratic, even feeling like she was on the brink of death. Before she could suffocate, he finally released her lips, moving on to kiss her cheeks, chin, beautiful collarbone, and further down. Meanwhile, his restless hands ignited fires across her body. It was evident that simple kisses and caresses no longer satisfied him; he wanted more from her. Although Andrew usually had good self-control, being in the heat of the moment with raging

After the day's shooting ended, Isabella didn't have any scenes the following day. Normally, when she didn't have scenes, she wouldn't obediently stay on set. She'd always find a way to sneak back home. Unfortunately, she ended up caught in traffic. Isabella boredly listened to music in the car, her mind wandering. At this time, what could Andrew and Asher be doing? Oh, she almost forgot about how he intercepted her call last time; she hadn't settled that score yet. Every 12th of the month, James would send the company's financial statements to her, usually along with a call to explain things. And coincidentally, the day Andrew put her to sleep under the pretext of blow-drying her hair was the 12th. James called in the morning, but she was sound asleep and didn't hear it. Who would've thought that Andrew would answer the call for her, almost as if he wanted everyone to know they had slept together? James subtly inquired, and Isabella didn't conceal anything. For adults in relatio

Before she could finish speaking, Andrew removed the face mask from her face. After removing the face mask, he leaned in for a kiss. "Andrew, be honest with me," Isabella protested, kicking her slender legs against his chest and whimpering. But evidently, there was a huge difference in strength between men and women. Her resistance was nothing more than a playful act to him, which added some excitement. She struggled weakly, only able to plead, "Stop, please, I'm tired..." She had worked all day, and she was afraid that if this man continued to bother her at night, she might not see the sunrise tomorrow. It would be one thing to die from overwork, but dying in bed was too embarrassing. "If you're tired, just rest quietly. I can manage on my own; I don't need your cooperation," he murmured in a magnetic, husky voice, his lips continuously pressing against her soft and fragrant lips. She was most afraid of hearing his voice in bed. His voice was too pleasant, low and deep, like a

Isabella subconsciously tried to shake off Henry's hand, but instead of letting go, he tightened his grip. "Dad, Mom, haven't you realized the reality yet? We can't win against Uncle. Do we have to bleed before we're willing to give up?" Henry's expression was serious, but his tone was tinged with self-mockery. After Henry spoke, both Thomas and Stella didn't look too good. The expressions on the faces of others in the room varied. Isabella sighed and rubbed her forehead, looking distressed. She really wasn't interested in the internal struggles of other people's families. Can they just let her go already? "Brother, are you giving up just like this? Turner family's rules state that the eldest son inherits the company, and Uncle is just taking advantage," Nora shouted as she rose from the sofa, red-eyed, glaring at Isabella. "Brother, what's your identity, and what's hers? She's simply not worthy of you!" After listening, Isabella gritted her teeth to restrain herself from eruptin

"What else do you know?" Andrew's arm wrapped around her waist from behind, and between their breaths lingered a strong mature and masculine aura unique to men. Isabella naturally leaned against his chest and casually responded, "The Turner family is the head of the four major families. It's not easy to investigate. What they don't want people to know, I definitely won't be able to find out. However, Jacob's youngest son has control over the entire Turner family foundation. His actions against Henry and his father are a bit too ruthless." "Ruthless?" Andrew repeated these four words with a cold sneer, an inexplicable chill emanating from him. His slightly narrowed blue eyes showed danger and ruthlessness. "Isabella, you don't know what true ruthlessness means." In the past, Thomas used extreme measures to suppress him. When there was no opportunity found in him, Thomas targeted women, ruining Scarlett irreparably and tarnishing his reputation. To prevent retaliation, Jacob used co