Chapter 3. Useless

Aria POV

He obeyed instantly, knowing what refusal could cost him.

He pulled down his pants, revealing white boxers.

My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped, lips forming a wide "O" as smoke rolled out.

How is that even real? That's the most magnificent cock I have ever seen. Did you get surgery or something?! What in the name of Anaconda.......?

Even hidden beneath the cotton, it stretched. Too long. Too thick. It curved to the side, too big to sit straight.

My eyes followed the outline halfway to his knee, then I bit my lower lip and giggled.

He was about to pull the boxers down when I stopped him.

"Stop. I'll do that myself."

I smirked.

His hands slowly left the waistband.

I rose to my feet and knelt in front of him, tying up my long blonde hair, which clung to my damp cheeks.

He watched me quietly, but each time I met his eyes, he looked away.

“You are unusually quiet for a big guy. Consider this a welcome gift, big guy".

I said, hooked my fingers into the band of his boxers, and then pulled them down.

The fabric slid slowly past his hips-and it sprang free.

The heavy, thick, giant long shaft dropped forward with a lazy sway and rested against his thigh with a dense weight, as though gravity struggled to contain it.

"Wow!"

I gasped.

Then giggled-giddy and breathless, like a child opening a forbidden gift.

"And he is not even hard...wonder how big it will get when erected."

I said to myself, eyes wide with a kind of delight and anticipation.

I licked my lips, circling him with both hands, still marveling at the size.

"In all my years... I've never seen such a magnificent cock..."

I whispered again and met his gaze.

He looked away again and stiffened, his face flushed.

Weird...

A big man with a tattoo and deep scars on the face like some warrior from the past, giving virgin vibes?

I hope not.

Like a hungry cat, I dove in, taking the big mushroom tip into my mouth like a popsicle, needing both hands to manage the whole length.

Then pulled out and kissed his balls before continuing.

I took him down my throat and sucked him, yet I couldn't feel any hardness.

I pulled out, rubbing my palm up and down.

"No man stays soft around me. Just one touch...."

His voice was interrupted.

"I'm impotent….”

His voice stabbed my ears like a dagger.

I froze and slowly pulled back.

Then looked up at his face in disbelief.

"You're what?"

He gulped before replying.

"Impotent, ma'am."

I looked down at the monster between us.

"So it just... hangs there? Looks like that... and doesn't work?

I asked again in disbelief.

"Yes, ma'am".

He replied, avoiding my eyes.

I laughed bitterly.

"I knew the old man was up to no good. What a goddamn waste of a good cock."

I stood and wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, my fingers trembling slightly from exhaustion.

Still horny, and I have a cock this big yet so useless.

Without another word, I started gathering my clothes.

"Can you drive, Titan?"

I asked as I slipped on my bra.

"Yes, ma'am."

I tossed him the car keys, and he caught them cleanly, which impressed me.

I turned my back, waiting for him to hook my bra, but he stood there frozen until I cleared my throat.

"Hook my bra, Titan."

"My apologies, ma'am."

He said, then rushed over, fumbling with the hooks like a man trying to defuse a bomb.

Like, is he kidding me?

Once I was dressed, I sprayed myself with perfume, then faced the mirror to apply makeup.

In the mirror, I noticed his eyes wander, starting at my waist, slowly tracing my curves down to my legs.

I smirked.

"Careful with your lustful eyes, big guy. I just got dressed-don't undress me again. Wait till we get home. You might be useful in some other way."

"My apologies, ma'am".

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Titan POV

I cursed inwardly.

What the hell was I thinking? Trying to get myself beheaded?

After finishing her makeup, I noticed she took a sniff of a white substance I easily recognized as cocaine.

She shook her head, smiled lazily and high.

"And we're done!"

She announced, staggering slightly as she approached me.

"Let's go, big-"

She paused in front of me, grabbed my groin, and squeezed it hard.

"-guy,"

She finished, biting her lip and giggling as she walked out of the room.

I inhaled slowly.

Picked up her handbag and followed her.

Outside the room, the next underground hideout...was filled with rugged men. It was different from the one Lord Vince introduced me to.

She walked in front of me, her hips swaying side to side in that short skirt that barely covered her bare ass.

As her heels clicked loudly, every man in the room stopped to stare.

The only female in the room.

The men whistled and howled. One even smacked the table and groaned.

"Look at that ass..."

One reached out and gave her a hard spank.

She turned, threw him a wink, and giggled.

Another slid his hand right under her skirt and grabbed a handful of her bare, soft cheek.

"MMM..." she moaned for him, giving her hips a little bounce so he could feel more.

She liked the attention-craved it. Even though they were rough, even though they treated her like a toy, she smiled.

I followed closely behind her; for some reason, my eyes were burning, and my fists were clenched at my sides.

I must admit.

I didn't like this.

Not one bit.

But I said nothing.

What do I have to say anyway?

I am no one.

Literally no one with no name, no memory, no authority.

So, I have no power to interfere in things like this, even as her bodyguard. Besides, she seems to enjoy it; there's no problem...

Well, that was until one of the men tugged my ponytail hard, yanking my head back.

She let out a sharp cry.

I moved impulsively before I could even realize it. Also, the man didn't expect my fist to slam into his face with a sickening crack.

He hit the floor hard.

"Hey! What's up with you, dude!"

A voice shouted.

I blinked and slowly looked up; the rest of the room was frozen for a second.