Free The Will to Love by Selene Chardou Page B

with his eyes closed. The fact that he hadn’t sucked anyone’s cock other than Grant’s in a long time was a point of contention but an exception would have to be made.
     
    No one said “No” to Karl; it was that simple.
     
    Laurel pushed her hands against Karl’s chest softly yet firmly as Will had to watch another man wrap his arms around the woman he realized he loved and wanted to be only his.
     
    “Give us five minutes, okay? I really need to talk to him.”
     
    Karl looked intensely at her before his cold gaze settled on Will. “I will take a walk around the club to make sure everything is okay but I will be back. You make sure that motherfucker over there is on a leash and ready to do what I tell him to do.”
     
    She nodded back albeit reluctantly and watched him leave the room.
     
    Will seethed with unexplained emotions and felt like he was about to blow a fuse. “Who the fuck are you? All this time we have been together and I’ve never really known you at all.”
     
    Laurel turned his way and strolled towards him before she placed her arms around his neck. He wanted to push her away but as the hypnotic smell of Dior’s Midnight Poison filled his nostrils, he was as powerless to stop her from touching him as he’d ever been.
     
    Her soft lips tickled his ear as replied, “Neither one of us knew each other until tonight…until now. All this time, you’ve been omitting parts of your life from me too and without trust, there can be no love, Will. Love is life and life is love…ugly, beautiful, soul-destroying, and amazing.”
     
    “What the hell is that supposed to mean? I’m not exactly in the mood for poetry, Laurel.” His heart beat so fiercely in his chest, he could feel the thrum against his temples.
     
    “What I mean is this is me, stripped bare before you. Do I need to remove my clothes for you too? Now you know all my little dirty secrets. We all have them...even you. Have I told you everything? Not even close, but you know more about me than anyone else except the man who just left this room, and that is saying a lot. My own sister doesn't even know me, not the real me. Not like you do.”
     
    Will grabbed Laurel by the shoulders and it took all the strength he possessed not to shake the shit out of her in a fit of rage. “Is that supposed to make me feel less intimidated by that fucker than I already do?”
     
    “Yes, because he would never hurt you. He knows how I feel about you and he’s not a monster although it’s very easy for people to think he is…even I have questioned how I loved and hated him at the same time.”
     
    She paused and looked away. “I used to work for Karl in a capacity that was not becoming of someone of my class and stature. Yes, he’s had me in every way there is to have a woman so use your imagination. And yes, he was married the whole time we were together.”
     
    TFKO. Total. Fucking. Knockout.
     
    Will didn’t even know what to say to this revelation.
     
    Laurel and Karl had been lovers?
     
    “There was no stockbroker…I met Karl at a friend’s party—Faith got into the scene before I did and they hooked up, briefly, when we were on our gap year in Western Europe and she’d never lost touch with him. It was a wild time, my parents thought I was spending my money on getting high and shopping…they were pretty much right. Karl was very influential in cleaning me up and I exchanged one addiction for another.”
     
    “What addiction?” he questioned and this time he did shake her.
     
    Laurel managed to escape his grasp on her own before she held her hands out and turned in a slow circle. “Take a look around you. This fucked up life style of slaves and hardcore sex became my fucking addiction, Will. You don’t think I couldn’t see through you from the beginning? That’s why I was all over you like a motherfuckin’ moth to a flame. I knew you were a freak like me and could understand my sexual…predilections. For a while, I