Alpha Razor King-Chapter 95: Convincing Him.

**Isabella**

I followed Razor into his study, my heart pounding with nervous anticipation. His demeanor was always unpredictable, especially when it came to serious matters like this.

He walked to the shelf and brought out some documents, before taking his seat on his desk. I took slow strides and leaned over the desk, glancing at him.

He looked up, raising his brow at me. "Do you want to say something to me?"

Of course, yes, I wanted to plead on behalf of Lisa, but I didn’t have the guts to do so 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

I hesitated, unsure of how to broach the subject. "What’s that?" I pointed at the document he was holding.

"The blue document," he replied, flipping through the pages.

"Really?" I was stunned. So, this was the real Blue document that Cain and Ian had asked me to bring.

"Why?" He cast a suspicious glance at me.

"I..it was.." started, then stopped. "I was just curious."

Razor pinched my cheek softly, narrowing his eyes. "You look surprised."

"It’s... uh..." I struggled to find the right words.

"Isabella!" He called, more like warned.

"Please don’t be mad at me."

He sighed. "Depends on what this is about. Now tell me what the hell you’re hiding."

I cursed myself silently. Why was I unable to hide anything from Razor?

"A year ago, while you were out on a trip and I was planning on escaping," I began, lowering my gaze away from his intense eyes, "Cain and Ian asked me to bring a certain blue document to them."

Razor scoffed in amusement. "Was this the time I caught you in my office with Tara?"

"Yes, sir," I replied softly, hoping I wouldn’t get my ass whacked. "I thought I gave them the real Blue document, but then Ian said it wasn’t real. I’m sorry, sir."

He sighed. "It’s fine. It’s all in the past. Plus, you gave them the duplicate."

"Thank you," I said in relief. "But what did they need it for?"

"For the ownership of the pack. Legal ownership," he explained, resting his back on the chair. "Tom gave me a month to deliver it to him if I want Cross to be safe."

"What are you going to do about it?" I asked, concerned.

"I don’t know. I’m still a bit torn. If I give him this document, he’ll be the legal alpha of the Bloody Skull pack. But with Tara in the picture now, we can at least come up with a plan."

"I hope so," I nodded slowly. "I just hope everything will work out well for Cross. I really want to go to Red-Water Pack, at least to pay my respects at my parents’ grave."

Razor leaned forward, resting his elbows on the desk. "I promise, I’ll free your pack from that bastard Tom. I promise."

"Thank you, sir," I smiled, knowing that he would keep his promise, as he always did.

I continued watching him as he glanced through the document, before deciding that I had to try and help Lisa at least.

"Razor," I called in a shaky tone, "Can I please talk to you?"

He closed the document before looking straight at me. "Come here," he pointed at his legs.

I quickly walked up to him and sat on top of his legs as his arms came around my waist.

"Now, tell me. I’m listening."

"Please... could you please let Lisa out of the dungeon," I blurted out, afraid of his reaction, but his expression remained bland. "She’s been there for two nights without food, water, or relief..."

"I don’t want to," he said coldly, cutting me off. "That girl was going to give my little brother to her brother to murder, so no, she deserves to suffer."

"I’d like to think she wouldn’t," I countered, fiddling with my fingers nervously. "She has feelings for him, Razor."

"I don’t care," Razor’s head shook in disappointment. "She should be glad I’m not torturing her. Only because of Cross."

"But Cross wanted her to be safe, sir," I argued quietly.

"And she is," he pointed out, "right there in the dungeon."

This wasn’t working; I needed to use another approach to convince him.

I wrapped my arms around his neck. "Please," I began, giving him my best puppy eyes. "Please have mercy, sir."

"What are you doing right now?" his voice came out husky. "Do you want to be chained to the desk?"

I let out a moan, feeling my juices slip out. Maybe this wasn’t a good idea, but it was too late to back down now.

"I’ll do anything to make you change your mind," I moaned out, grinding my waist slowly on him.

He groaned as his grip tightened, pulling me onto his hardness, making me shiver slightly. I wanted him inside me so badly.

"Sir, please let me make you feel good," I begged, hoping in that process, I’d find sweet relief.

But he pulled me off his legs and forced me down on my knees in front of him.

"Suck my dick," he ordered firmly, causing my clit to twitch slightly. "How you perform will determine if I listen to you."

"Yes, sir," I nodded, watching with hungry eyes as he unzipped his pants, revealing his erect cock.

I swallowed, marveling at how huge he was as my fingers wrapped around it. I began stroking slowly, glad at the sounds he was making. After some minutes, I took him inside my mouth gently, sucking and licking simultaneously.

His fingers tugged at my hair roughly, pushing me closer as I managed to take about half of his length inside my mouth. I reveled in this position, on my knees, at the feet of my alpha and master, sucking his dick like a good girl. And the glorious moans from him almost sent me over the edge.

I played with him for some more minutes, glad when he finally came, releasing his seed inside my mouth. And like a good girl, I swallowed all his cum, making sure none of it was wasted.

I helped him zip up his pants before glancing up at him in anticipation. "Did I do well, sir?"

He smiled, wiping my lips with a handkerchief. "Yes, you did, my little wife. You’ve gotten better at sucking my dick."

"Thank you, sir." I was elated that I was able to bring him pleasure, however, now my pussy was aching for his touch.

"Don’t give me that look," he raised a brow. "No release for you today, and don’t you fucking dare touch yourself," he warned with intense eyes, making my thighs pool with desire.

"Yes, sir," I breathed out, glad that at least I succeeded in helping Lisa. I made to get up, but he pushed me back down.

"Did I say you could get up?"

"No, sir," I lowered my gaze to the floor.

"For trying to get up without permission, remain on your knees until I say so."

"Yes, sir," I muttered, in a quiet tone, watching as he returned his attention to the documents.

After what seemed like an eternity, my knees ached from the prolonged wait. "Sir," I called out gently, hoping to catch his attention. "May I go check up on Nathan?"

He didn’t look at me, his focus on the laptop screen. "I already told Felicia to do that thirty minutes ago," he replied, his tone clipped.

Exhaustion washed over me, but I remained patient, hoping he would finish soon. Finally, after what felt like another thirty minutes, he closed the laptop and stood up, grabbing his jacket from the table. I waited as he put it on, and then he looked at me, extending his hand.

I gratefully took it, relieved to stand. He pulled me into a hug, patting my back gently. "You did well, Baby. Now let’s go get that girl out."

"Thank you, sir," I smiled, feeling his soft lips on mine.

Hand in hand, we walked into the dungeon, where Lisa was in tears, squirming frantically in her chair. She was clearly distressed.

"You’re lucky my wife pleaded on your behalf," he scolded, his frown deep. "I would have dealt with you."

Tears of relief streamed down her face. "Thank you so much! Thank you," she cried, overwhelmed with gratitude.

"Chris," Razor called, and Chris rushed to kneel in front of him.

"Yes, sir."

"Take her to one of the guest rooms and tell Felicia to feed her," Razor ordered, a bit gently now.

Chris rushed to Lisa’s side, offering his support to help her up. Despite her efforts, she couldn’t find her balance, so Chris lifted her into his arms, carrying her out of the dungeon.

As they left, I followed behind, and we walked back into the living room. I watched as Chris and Lisa disappeared down the hallway, grateful that she was finally out of there.

"Thank you, sir," I said, coming up to my husband and holding his waist gently. I was relieved that I had been able to convince him to spare Lisa.

"You’re welcome, Baby," he said, ruffling my hair affectionately before pulling away. "I need to leave now. I have to go check out some information about the recent killings. I’ll see you later."

I smiled fondly, watching him disappear outside. It was time for me to go check up on Nathan. Turning around, I was startled to see Kelsey standing there, glaring at me with intense anger.