Alpha Razor King-Chapter 81: Drastic Measures.

**Isabella**

After feeding my son and putting him to bed, I stretched my arms out, feeling exhausted. Last night, I barely slept well, tossing about as I couldn’t get the image of Razor and Kelsey living together out of my damn mind.

At some point, I went out of my room to see if he had returned, but I couldn’t confirm anything. It was horrible!

I dressed up in a lovely knee-length bodycon gown, taking my time before exiting the room.

When I got to the kitchen, I drew in a relieved breath, glad that Kelsey was nowhere in sight, only Felicia.

"Hello Luna, good morning," she greeted warmly.

"Hi Felicia," I returned her smile, grabbing an apron from the counter. "Is Razor back?"

"Yes, he came back last night," she said.

"Has he eaten his breakfast?"

"No, I’m about to prepare it for him, then I’ll take it upstairs to his room."

"Then don’t worry about it, I’ll take care of it," I told her, wrapping the apron around my waist.

"Sure thing, Luna," Felicia chuckled. "Let me help you then."

"What about our little boss?" Felicia asked, chopping some onions on the counter.

"He’s fine. I fed him some milk, and now he’s fast asleep," I sighed, looking up at the ceiling. "I just hope he’s not going to take after me."

"What do you mean by that?" Felicia asked, giving me a confused look.

"I... just... what if he turns out to be wolfless... Razor might be disappointed."

"Nonsense," Felicia said firmly. "I’m sure that’s not the case, and even if it was, there’s nothing wrong with that. I’m sure the boss wouldn’t mind."

"I hope so," I nodded slowly.

"Your parents would have been proud of the woman you’ve become, Luna," Felicia smiled sadly. "You’ve grown so much, a better version of yourself."

I felt my eyes prick at the mention of my parents. I missed them so much, and it hurt knowing I’d never see them again because of my mistake.

"I hope so," I replied, holding back tears. "I really miss them, Felicia. I do."

"Oh, Luna."

"It’s alright, Felicia," I gave a watery chuckle. "Let’s continue with the cooking."

After thirty minutes, Felicia and I were done with the meal. We arranged it on the tray.

"I’ll take it to his room," I said, picking up the tray.

"Are you sure about that?" Felicia seemed hesitant, probably unsure of how Razor would react.

"Don’t worry, I can handle it," I forced out a smile before heading up the stairs. I reached Razor’s door and stopped in front of it. My heart was beating fast, and my fingers trembled so much that I had to grip the tray tightly.

I knocked on the door, but there was no reply. I knocked for about twenty seconds, still no answer. I contemplated going back downstairs but decided against it. If I wanted things to change, I needed to be braver.

Taking a deep breath, I opened the door slowly and walked into the bedroom, immediately greeted by Razor’s mesmerizing scent. The room was huge and beautiful, mostly decorated in gold. The bed was in the middle, empty; he was nowhere in sight.

Suddenly, footsteps echoed loudly, and I turned my head to see Razor coming out of the bathroom, naked. I swallowed hard, unable to tear my gaze away from his perfectly toned abs down to his fucking huge dick

"What the hell are you doing here?" His harsh voice brought me out of my daze.

"I... I brought you your breakfast, sir," I stuttered, averting my gaze from him.

"Take it back," he said coldly, walking towards his closet.

"Why? You haven’t even..." I trailed off, distracted by his naked ass. Oh goodness, could he at least put some clothes on?

He stopped, turning to face me. "Are you fucking deaf?"

"I... made... it myself," I muttered, lowering my gaze to the floor.

"And so? Take it back, or I’ll throw it in the damn trash right now."

"Do you hate me that much?"

"One!"

Is he really going to throw it away?

"Two!"

Drawing a deep sigh, I turned back and started walking to the door, until his voice stopped me.

"And if you ever come inside my room without permission again..."

He left the threat hanging. I opened the door and literally dashed out of the room, not wanting him to see me break down.

Hurrying to the kitchen, tears slipped from my eyes as I dropped the tray in the sink.

"Luna, are you alright?" Felicia asked, but I hid my face from her. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

"I told you, Aunt," Kelsey said. I hadn’t even noticed she was there. "The boss wouldn’t accept a meal from her. You shouldn’t have let her bother."

Unable to take it anymore, still covering my face with my hands, I started hurrying out of the kitchen.

"Don’t worry, Luna, I’ll take care of the boss’s breakfast," Kelsey taunted me.

"Kelsey!" Felicia scolded, saying a whole lot of things that I didn’t hear by the time I was already out of the kitchen.

I went outside, down to the pool area, and broke down in tears. I’d been holding them in, but now I could let them fall freely. I just couldn’t understand it. Why did he hate me so much? I’ve apologized for leaving countless times, but he still won’t forgive me.

I was crying so hard that I didn’t notice when Chris approached and sat on the bench beside me.

"Luna," he called softly.

"Chris... just leave me... alone... I..." I struggled to form coherent words amidst my tears. "Why can he forgive you but not me?"

"I guess it’s because he loves you so much."

"You mean loved," I mumbled bitterly. "I’ve begged and pleaded with him, but he just doesn’t want to forgive me. He hates me! He hates me so much, Chris."

"Look, he doesn’t hate you. I know my boss, okay?"

"How do you know that?" I sniffed.

"Because at least he can stand you, unlike Tara. He even let you call him by his name still."

"That’s because we have a son together."

"You think if the boss really wanted, he wouldn’t have taken your son and tortured you for keeping him away from him all this while."

My lips parted slightly, but no words came out. Chris did have a point. The Razor I knew was cruel and brutal and would definitely torture anyone who crossed him.

"He’s obviously hurt, but he still hasn’t even punished you in any way."

"At this point, I’d prefer if he punishes me instead of shutting me out," I confessed bitterly.

Chris sighed. "I understand how you feel... I felt that way too."

"He doesn’t care about me, doesn’t care when I fucking curse. Maybe I need to do something drastic to make him care."

Chris gave me a skeptical look. "I hope you’re not trying to do anything stupid."

I breathed, wiping my tears away. "Drastic times call for drastic measures."

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I peeked out of my door to see if Razor had left already, but I heard some noise coming from his room. He was probably talking to Dean and Chris. I overheard Chris saying that Razor was going to the club tonight to meet up with some allies on how to take down Beta Tom.

This was my freaking opportunity if I wanted Razor to react. I’d have to go there too. I heard footsteps approaching, he was probably about to come out of his room. I quickly shut my door and backed away slowly.

When I was sure they had gone downstairs, I opened the door and tiptoed out of my room. Peeking from a corner, I looked down, I couldn’t see them but I heard their voices talking, and then they walked out of the living room.

I went back inside my room, took off my nightie, and put on a mini red gown that hugged my curves tightly. I looked in the mirror to see my cleavage almost pushed out. Two years ago, I would have been over the moon in this dress, but after meeting Razor, I felt so uncomfortable in it. But this was the whole point of the dress; I wanted to do something to get a reaction from him. Next, I touched up my face a little and applied some sweet fragrance.

Taking my clutch purse, I exited the room and met Felicia, who was downstairs with my baby.

Her brows raised in question immediately she saw me. "Luna... what’s going on?" She gasped, disapproving eyes scanning me from head to toe.

"I need to make my way to that club right now."

"Why? What’s gotten into you?"

"Razor is acting like I don’t exist. I bet when he sees me like this, he’ll finally acknowledge my presence."

Felicia shook her head. "Are you sure about this... you might end up actually pissing him off. You’re going too far, Luna."

"I’m sorry, Felicia. This is the only way," I said, leaning over and pecking my baby’s cheek. "I’ll see you later. Please take care of him."

I bid her goodbye and exited the mansion. I couldn’t wait to see Razor’s reaction.