Alpha Razor King-Chapter 115: Dominance.

**Isabella**

I was heading back to the kitchen with the food tray. Razor and I had just finished having breakfast together in his study. I was about to step inside when I heard murmuring. I paused, planting my ear on the door.

"Are you crazy, Kelsey?" Felicia scolded. "When will you stop this madness?"

"I’m not doing anything bad, Aunt," Kelsey fired back. "I’m only trying to save the boss from that woman."

I was confused. What the hell were they talking about?

"Listen, dear, the boss is married and in love with his Luna."

"That’s because she’s bewitched him with her beauty."

"Kelsey" Felicia sighed, "you had better stop making advances on the boss. I’m warning you now, Alpha Razor is not one to mess with... he can kill you."

"He’s not going to. He likes me."

"Oh, child, you’ve lost it. I think it’s best if you return to your father."

"I’m sorry, Aunt Felicia, but I’m not going anywhere," she retorted before stomping out of the kitchen.

Immediately, she opened the door and saw me outside. She snorted loudly. "So you were here."

I hummed. "Yes, I was."

"You were eavesdropping?" she accused.

"I was just returning the tray," I replied calmly, trying to maintain my calm "But I heard enough."

Felicia stepped out behind her niece, her face a mask of worry. "Luna, I’m so sorry—"

"It’s fine, Felicia," I interrupted, my eyes never leaving Kelsey’s. "But this needs to stop."

Kelsey crossed her arms defiantly. "I’m not doing anything wrong. I’m only looking out for what’s best for the boss."

"You think making advances on him is best?" I retorted. "He’s my husband, Kelsey. You need to respect that."

"He doesn’t need you," she spat. "He needs someone who understands him, who can stand by his side in everything."

"And you think that’s you?" I took a step closer, my anger rising. "You’re delusional, Kelsey. Razor loves me, and no amount of your scheming will change that."

Kelsey’s face twisted with rage, but before she could respond, Felicia grabbed her arm. "That’s enough, Kelsey. Let’s go."

"But—"

"No buts," Felicia insisted, pulling her niece towards the door. "This ends right now."

As they left, I took a deep breath, trying to calm my self.

I was truly losing patience with this fucking bitch, and I was done tolerating her crap. I placed the tray on the counter before exiting the kitchen.

I walked past Dean on my way back to Razor’s study, but he called me back. "Luna, are you alright?"

"I’m fine, Dean, it’s just..."

"What happened?" Dean looked worried. "Is anyone bothering you?"

"It’s Kelsey. She’s getting under my skin, and I swear I’ll fucking kill that bitch. She’s..."

Dean cleared his throat suddenly, interrupting me.

"What?" My brow raised. Why the hell was he acting nervous all of a sudden? "What the fuck..." I trailed off, my senses on alert when I caught Razor’s scent. He was certainly behind me.

"I’m so fucking done," I muttered under my breath, turning to face him.

I gulped visibly when I saw the look on his face. "Razor... I..."

"To the study," he ordered, already walking there. He didn’t bother to see if I was going to follow; he knew I wouldn’t dare disobey him.

I turned sad eyes to Dean, who creased his brows. "I’m sorry," he mouthed silently.

I nodded my head before running after Razor. Immediately I shut the door and looked at him; he was pointing right in front of him.

I pushed the lump that had formed in my throat down into my stomach before slowly walking to where he pointed.

"I’m sorry, sir," I apologized, watching nervously as he rested on the desk. "I didn’t mean to curse."

"What happened?"

"It’s nothing serious, sir," I replied, waiting for him to say something. Curious, I looked up to see why he was silent and regretted it instantly. A deep frown had settled on his face. I knew he expected me to tell the truth. "I’m sorry, sir, it...was Kelsey. We got into an argument."

"About?"

"She was... saying how much she wanted to make advan..." I trailed off when Razor’s ringtone went off.

"Wait," he held a hand up before picking the call.

I didn’t know why I was nervous. Yes, I hated Kelsey, but I was actually afraid of what Razor might do to her if she crossed him. Plus, I didn’t want to hurt Felicia’s feelings.

"Alright," Razor cut the call before looking at me. "I need to go see someone briefly. This conversation isn’t over."

"Yes, sir," I nodded.

"And when next I hear you cussing with foul language," he warned, "I’ll spank it out of you. Do you understand?" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

"But you use it," I blurted out before thinking.

"What did you say?"

One look at his reaction, I quickly regretted my words. "Sir, I didn’t mean..." I whimpered, taking a step back.

"Come back here, Isabella." His harsh voice made me jump in fear.

Why did I have to say that? I’m so fucking screwed.

Taking a deep breath, I stepped forward to where he pointed.

"Now tell me what you just said."

"I’m sorry, Razor... I don’t know what got into me, I... please."

"Isabella," his eyes narrowed dangerously. "I won’t repeat myself again."

"I... said you use curse words also." I mumbled out, already tasting my tears.

I hated how he could reduce me to a scared puppy with just a look.

He placed his finger under my chin and forced my gaze up. "And why’s that? Why can I curse but you can’t?"

How the hell was I supposed to answer his question...

"Because you’re...the alpha."

"The alpha?" He raised his brow.

"I meant my alpha..."

"And?"

"Uhmm... my master," I felt so small, so little under his intense gaze.

"Good girl," his fingers traveled from my face to my breasts. "I’m glad you remember that."

"Yes, sir," my voice shook slightly at his fingers, teasing my nipples firmly. "I’m sorry."

"Are you?" His fingers slowly moved down to my waist, lifting off my gown. "If I want to fucking use any word, I will, but you, my little one, you’re not allowed to."

"Yes, sir," I swallowed as his fingers slid up my thighs.

"You’ll submit to me, Isabella, willingly," he gripped my crotch firmly, making me moan loudly, "or I’ll make you submit."

"Yes... sir... please," my voice slurred as I glanced up at him tearfully. He knew what he was doing to me, he knew I was dying of need, aching for his masterful touch.

Razor’s eyes darkened with a wicked grin. "Good girl," he murmured, his hand moving expertly to heighten my arousal. "Now show me how well you can obey."

I tried to go down on my knees, but he stopped me and drew me closer, pushing my panties aside with his fingers. I shivered under his touch, my body responding eagerly despite my attempts to regain composure. His control over me was absolute, and I knew there was no escape from him.

"Please..." I could only beg.

He smirked, clearly enjoying the sight of my desperate need. "Remember, Isabella," he whispered in my ear and his breath was hot against my skin, "you belong to me. Mind, body, and soul."

"Yes, sir," I squirmed as he continued to push me closer to the edge.

"And you will never forget it," he added, his grip tightening around my clit, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

"Never, sir," I gasped, surrendering completely to his dominance.

"Naughty girl, you’re so fucking wet," Razor smirked, flicking my sensitive skin before adjusting my panties back into place. "Too bad, you’re still not allowed to cum."

I exhaled sharply, collapsing into his arms. "I’ll be good, I promise."

"I know, baby," he murmured, rubbing my back gently to calm me down. "Be a good girl, and maybe I’ll allow you."

"Yes, sir," I nodded into his chest before pulling away from his embrace. "Where are you going, sir? I thought you weren’t leaving until the evening."

"Yes, but I have to go over the plan with Alpha Kane and the rest before tonight," he replied, pinching my cheek softly. "I’ll be back shortly."

"Are you really sure about tonight?" I asked, worried.

Razor sighed, holding my waist. "It will be fine, I promise you. There’s nothing to be scared of."

"Alright," I nodded, raising my chin as he captured my lips in a deep kiss.

He pulled away and he headed to the door. "I haven’t forgotten about Kelsey, we’ll talk about her after I kill those bastards," he blew a kiss at me before exiting the study

I guess Kelsey must be one lucky bitch. I’m going to try and convince Felicia to get her out of here before I tell Razor about her silly plans for him. Now what the hell am I supposed to do when my husband just left me a horny mess.