Alpha Razor King-Chapter 27: Brutal Reminder.
**Isabella**
We arrived inside our room, and immediately Razor closed the door and turned to face me; my legs moved back instantly on their own.
He lifted his head upwards, closing his eyes for a few seconds before looking straight at me.
I averted my face, looking everywhere but at him.
"Bend over the bed, Isabella," he ordered curtly, his eyes boring into me intensely.
I shook my head, taking another step back. I thought he had forgotten about everything. Why did he have to be such a headass?
"One," he announced, rolling up the sleeves of his shirt.
I instantly scrambled to the bed, bending over the edge. I couldn’t believe this was happening. My heart began thudding heavily as he took slow strides towards me. I clenched my fists tightly, trying to keep it together.
"So, my little wife," he began slowly, resting the belt on my bum, "why are you in this position?"
I wanted to yell and tell him to go fucking screw himself, but I knew better.
"I.. I.. disobeyed you," my voice came out hoarse. I only realized from the wetness on my cheek that I was already crying.
"Good girl. What did I tell you before you left with Dean yesterday?"
I drew in a shaky breath, trying to keep my tears at bay. "Not.. to go anywhere without Dean."
"And what did you do, Isabella?"
"I went to the restroom without Dean escorting me."
"Good, that’s your first offense." Then his tone darkened even more. "And what did I say about flirting with any man?"
My whole body began to tremble all over, fingers gripping the duvet hard trying to keep balance. I couldn’t let him suspect anything about Cain or both of us would be in trouble.
"I... I wasn’t flirting..." I trailed off, screaming when the sting of the belt connected with my bum.
Fuck! I instantly sprang up, rubbing at my sore bottom furiously as tears streamed down my eyes.
"Get back down," he commanded in a low but dangerous tone, and I rushed to obey immediately.
"Please... I’m sorry... please..." I begged, toes curling on the floor as I tried to get through the pain. Why is he so brutal?
"If you get up from that bed without permission, I’ll spank you bare, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir..," my head bobbed up and down, tears pouring down my cheeks like rain. I didn’t want this spanking bare.
"Again I ask, Isabella, why were you flirting with Cain? Why did you let him hold your WAIST?" he stressed the last word, causing me to jump in fear.
I searched my mind for a good answer, but my head was fuzzy and I was hyperventilating so hard.
"I.. I didn’t know what came over me, please Razor," I cried in defeat, hoping that he’d at least have mercy on me.
He brought his palm down hard on my bum, causing me to jerk in pain. "That’s not an excuse, Isabella, and you know that. I warned you severely that I wouldn’t tolerate such, but it seems as though you need a reminder that I was dead serious."
"I’m...so..sorry," I choked out, sobs wracking my chest.
"You will be," he said as he whipped the belt in the air, a whistling echoing loudly in the room.
My whole body tensed up; I knew it was coming, and I wasn’t prepared for the pain. And all of a sudden, my bladder felt full, as though I might lose control. I deliberated asking him permission to go pee, but I was afraid to ask. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
"You will stay in position, and if you get up without permission, I’ll strip you bare and start all over."
I burst out in tears; it was all too much for me. Oh, moon goddess, I promised to change and stop living recklessly if you saved me from this brute.
The belt connected with my bottom, a loud scream escaping my mouth as I struggled with all my strength to keep still. And then on and on the hit kept on coming until I was howling at the top of my voice, legs flailing about.
"Razor, please... I’m begging you," I choked out desperately amidst tears, not sure I could take anymore. "No more please. Have mercy."
"Have you learned your lesson, wife?" he asked, hitting me with a particularly hard smack.
I nodded, struggling to form coherent words. "Ye...yes..sir."
"Will you do it again?" Another smack.
"No sir, please.."
"Too bad I’m not convinced yet," he resumed, whipping me hard and fast in quick succession.
"Razor, please have mercy, " I was screaming at the top of my voice, and I didn’t know when I got up but Razor’s hand pushed me down back. At this point I thought I’ll lose it and pass out.
"What did I say about getting up?" He barked and my wailing intensified. He wasn’t going to actually go through with his threat would he.
"I’m going to let you off but next time..." he left the threat hanging, landing a harsh blow across my sore bottom before throwing the belt on the floor.
"You may get off."
Immediately the words left his lips, my legs gave way, as I was about to collapse he caught me and pulled me up with one hand. I had the urge to push him away but I didn’t dare.
He pulled me closer and wrapped his arms around me in a hug. I sobbed hard as he caressed my back with his hands, trying to calm me down.
"Shhh, it’s okay now," he cooed, hands rubbing circles around my back. "You’re alright now."
After some minutes, the sobs died down except for occasional hiccups. Razor suddenly picked me up bridal style and carried me to the couch. He sat down, with me on top of his laps. I flinched, trying to let up when my sore bottom brushed against his legs but he held me down. Gosh it fucking hurts!
His green eyes bore into me intensely, I had to avert my gaze until his hand wrapped around my chin forcing me to meet his cold gaze.
"What happened with you and Tara at the training ground," his tone was low yet firm.
My heart began to beat fast as panic set in. I didn’t want another punishment.
"It wasn’t my fault," I muttered under my breath, unsure if he heard me.
"Then explain," he ordered.
I explained how that woman had attacked me and insulted me but left out the slapping part unsure of his reaction.
"And the slap?"
Oh no!
A lump formed in my throat, but I pushed it down immediately. "It wasn’t my fault I swear." I didn’t care if my voice came out in a whine. "I only defended myself."
"It’s alright," he said, a bland expression on his face. "Did anyone say anything about her to you?"
"No," I lied coolly, keeping my heartbeat in check. If I tell him that Cain had already told me who Tara was, we’ll both be dead.
"She’s my ex-mate," he explained nonchalantly, his lips slanting a little.
I could tell he wasn’t very keen on Tara at the moment. Plus I didn’t expect him to actually tell me about this ex.
"She’ll be staying here for a while, if she ever bothers you again let me know."
"Yes Razor," I nodded.
He pulled me closer, embracing me in his arms. I was glad he didn’t question why I wasn’t curious about her because honestly I could care less. I just have to play smart until Cain finds a way to help me escape just as he had promised me. Although I’m scared that he might backtrack after what this brute did to him earlier.
I was still deep in thought when Razor leaned over and pressed his lips against mine. I reacted impulsively and pulled my face away. His eyes narrowed and darkened as he pinned me with a hard glare.
What have I done!
