Alpha Razor King-Chapter 43: The Search Begins.

**Isabella**

I finished my cooking lessons with Felicia, relieved to see her leave the penthouse to grab some groceries. Now alone, except for Cross, who was inside his room, I hesitated, still seated on the couch and mindlessly watching TV.

Truly, I wasn’t too sure about searching Razor’s study for the blue document. What if there were hidden cameras or CCTV? The mere thought of him discovering my intrusion sent a cold shiver down my spine. He’d find out and proceed to skin me alive.

But I had to do this. Ian was counting on me, and what about Cain? He lost his damn fingers because of me. With my mind made up, I began to tiptoe my way up the stairs, constantly checking for any signs of movement.

Arriving at the study door, I paused, uncertainty gnawing at me. I could still feel the sting from the fucking bare spanking Razor had administered days ago at the dining table. It stung like a fucking bitch. I found it hard to believe he did that in front of his men. Thankfully, despite the humiliation, they hadn’t treated me any differently, likely out of fear of Razor’s wrath.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door cautiously, ensuring not to make a sound as I entered. The study bore a resemblance to Razor’s office, only slightly larger.

"Now where the hell is that blue document?" I muttered, eyeing the stack of papers on the table.

I doubted Razor would be careless enough to leave it out in the open, but it was worth a shot. I began searching through the documents, scouring the shelves and drawers, but to no avail. Perhaps Cain and Ian had been mistaken. I couldn’t find any fucking blue documents.

I better leave before Felicia comes back. I strode towards the door, opened it, and stepped out, only to find the front door opening just then. I quickly ducked out of sight, watching as she disappeared into the kitchen. Seizing the opportunity, I hurried downstairs, but my path was intercepted by Cross just outside his room.

Fuck fuck!

Isabella," he frowned, his brow furrowed. "Did you just come from the study?"

"No, no," I chuckled awkwardly, shaking my head and hands. "I was...uh... I was just coming from the kitchen."

"I swear, I saw..."

"Shh!" I panicked at the sound of Felicia’s footsteps, quickly pulling him away from sight and into his room.

"You have to leave now," he panicked, reaching for the doorknob, but I stopped him.

"I can explain."

"Yeah, but not here. Maybe the library. Let’s go to the library," he suggested.

Crossing my arms, I eyed him confused. "Why? Is there something inside your room that I shouldn’t see?" I turned around, scanning the room. It was neat, with a golden interior, quite luxurious.

"My brother will fucking kill me if he sees you inside my room. Only him and Felicia are allowed in here."

I rolled my eyes incredulously. "Why? He doesn’t think something will happen between us..." I scoffed, thinking Cross was being paranoid.

"Now come, let’s go talk in the library." He opened the door and motioned for me to go out.

Sighing, I stepped out, and we both walked into the library together. Immediately, he shut the door and faced me, resting on the door.

"So, what were you doing in the study?"

I wrangled my hands dramatically in the air. "I was just curious... that’s all."

He nodded, but his eyes told me he wasn’t convinced. "If you say so. Don’t get into trouble though, but if he ever asks me, you know I don’t have any other option but to tell the truth."

"And what about you?"

"What?" He didn’t look too confident anymore.

I smiled. "I know you went to the club, so you better keep quiet, or I’ll also spill the beans."

He chuckled dryly. "Well played. Let’s help ourselves then."

I motioned for him to step aside and opened the door. "I have to go now; I’ve got training."

"Are you really sure you weren’t looking for anything else in the study?"

"No, I told you already," I lied, before walking out of the library.

That was fucking intense.

I changed into a simple tracksuit, packed my hair into a ponytail, and headed straight to the training ground. I noticed I was here earlier than I should, and my new trainer was nowhere in sight.

I opened my water bottle and began drinking from it, feeling refreshed by the cool water. I went to an empty room, relaxing there for a bit before deciding to wait on the bench outside rather than go back to the penthouse. Scanning my environment, I suddenly saw Cain among the returning warriors who went on a pack run.

Our gazes met, both of us cautiously glancing around to see no sight of Chris. Cain took the opportunity and began striding towards me quickly.

He stood beside me, looking ahead. "I’m glad to see you."

"Likewise," I returned, also looking ahead. "I went to Razor’s study today to search for that stuff, but I couldn’t find it."

"That’s weird," he said. "I’m sure I overheard him tell Dean it was inside his study. Or was it the office? Fuck!"

I sighed, slouching my back on the bench. "Don’t tell me it’s in the fucking office."

"I’m sorry, but I think so."

"Fuck!" I cursed under my breath. Now I needed to find a way to get into his damn office. "What do you really need that stuff for, anyways?"

"I don’t know, only Ian knows. But we could use it to take down Razor, I think."

"That’s fucking crazy! I..." I trailed off when I saw my trainer entering the training ground. "You’ve got to go now. I’ll take care of it, don’t worry."

Cain blended in carefully, disappearing into the training ground before my trainer approached.

After training, feeling exhausted, I needed a cold shower. I started for the main building but paused when I remembered I left my hairband in that empty room.

I walked over there, stopping just at the entrance when soft murmurings filled the air. I peeped inside to see Chris and Tara arguing intensely about something.

Rolling my eyes, I made to leave but paused when I heard something.

"Yes, it’s through, I loved you, Tara," Chris repeated, his voice strained. "But that was in the past, not anymore."

"Are you sure about that?" she asked smugly, and when Chris didn’t reply, she went on tiptoes and kissed him.

My hand flew to my lips. What are they doing? How will Razor react when he finds out about this?