Chapter 138: A new path

The rest of the world completely disappears around them. Selen wrapped her arms tightly around his neck, closing her eyes as the absolute clarity of her choice settled deep into her heart.

They were not stepping back into their old toxic configuration, and they were not pretending their history was flawless.

They were starting a completely independent path, entirely on their own terms, rooted firmly in the present. As Clancy finally set her back down, his grip remained firm and warm around her waist.

Selen looked at the private tarmac gates down the road, knowing that wherever his jet was flying, they were finally going to build their future together.

Clancy reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone, his arm remaining firmly wrapped around Selen’s waist as he dialed Patrick’s number.

The call connected on the very first ring, "Patrick," Clancy said, his voice deep and stripped of the heavy sadness that had occupied his tone for days.

"Cancel the Madrid relocation order immediately. Shut down the transfer operations and notify the Spanish branch that I am staying in England permanently." he said with a smile that stayed on his face.

There was a brief pause on the other end of the line before Patrick replied, his tone remaining professional, though a faint hint of relief was evident from his voice. "Understood, sir. I will contact the executive airfield right away to pull your private flight schedule from the active terminal queue. The clearance codes are already being wiped from the system logs." he said.

"Thank you, Patrick. For this, for everything. " Clancy said, his gaze locking onto Selen with an intense, unyielding light of hope. "And thank you for the tarmac delay. Your timing was exactly what we needed." he added, exposing him. He knew that Patrick was too professional to make such a mistake, now he knew why.

"You’re welcome, sir," Patrick replied smoothly before ending the call. Clancy lowered his phone and slid it back into his jacket, looking down at Selen with a genuine warmth that erased the lingering traces of their long separation.

They were finally stepping onto a fresh path together.

His focus was entirely on the woman in his arms. He looked down at Selen, his dark eyes burning with an intense, raw warmth that had been completely absent for months.

Without another word, he picked his bag, guided her toward his vehicle, and ordered the driver to head straight back to the Kent estate.

The moment the front security gates clicked shut and the house fell into absolute silence, the restraint that had held them back for years snapped completely.

Clancy turned on his heel, his eyes locking onto Selen with a predatory hunger. He did not say a word as he closed the distance between them, his large hands reaching out to grip her waist and yank her into his chest.

His mouth came down on hers with a fierce, demanding heat, cutting off the breath in her throat. Selen gasped into the kiss, her fingers clawing into his shirt, her tongue tangling with his in a desperate rhythm that matched the frantic pounding of her heart.

He pushed her backward until her back gently hit the table of his private library.

As they went in, Clancy’s hands moved with a rough, territorial urgency, tearing at the buttons of her blouse until the silk parted, exposing her bare skin to the cool air of the room.

He buried his face in her neck, his teeth biting into the sensitive skin beneath her ear, eliciting a loud moan from her lips.

Selen arched her back, her thighs automatically parting as his knee wedged firmly between her legs, pressing high against her center through the fabric of her trousers.

"I am not letting you go again," Clancy growled against her skin, his voice thick with a dangerous, raw lust.

His hands slid down, ripping the clothes from her hips with a reckless finality that matched her own frantic movements as she stripped his jacket and shirt from his broad shoulders.

He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping tightly around his waist as he carried her to the edge of the heavy desk, sweeping the folders onto the floor.

Selen lay back against the smooth wood of his table, her chest heaving as Clancy stood between her thighs, his eyes devouring her naked form.

The physical need between them was completely overwhelming, a build-up of seven years of separation and agony that needed to be purged right now. He did not wait, and she did not want him to.

Clancy drove himself deep inside her in one powerful stroke. Selen cried out, her fingers digging deep into his back as her sex stretched to accommodate his thick member.

The raw friction of their skin meeting sent a violent shockwave through her veins. Clancy groaned loudly, his muscles locking as he buried his face in her hair, holding himself entirely still inside her as they both adjusted to the intense, overpowering sensation.

Then, the rhythm turned primal. Clancy began to move, his thrusts heavy, deep, and relentless against her sex.

He slammed into her with an intense force with each stroke. His hands gripping her hips to hold her in place for his rhythmic strokes.

Selen threw her head back, her breath coming in ragged, high-pitched moans as the tension began to coil tightly inside her. Every single stroke drove her closer to the edge, the slick, wet friction between them.

"Look at me," Clancy choked out, his chest slick with sweat as he looked down at her flushed face, his movements turning faster, harder, and completely dominant. "Say my name, Selen."

"Clancy, please," she whimpered, her legs tightening around his waist, pulling him even deeper into her heat as her vision began to blur. He groaned into her at the sound of her saying his name.

The climax hit her first, shaking through her core and clamping tightly around him. Selen arched her body off the desk as she let out a loud groan.

The sensation of her tight walls pulsing around him broke Clancy’s final control. He let out a deep groan, driving himself inside her one final deep time as his own release exploded into her soaked sex, his body shuddering violently as he emptied himself completely inside her.

They collapsed against each other as he laid them both on the large couch, their chests heaving in the silence, finally bound together in the present.