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Aria forced a smile."Don't worry. I was trained for that. I can handle machines. I was groomed as a pet slut... My parents were murdered when I was only a year old. I grew up with nothing but communication skills and how to please a man.It wasn't soft pleasure-it was rough and brutal.So my body became more and more familiar with pain. At some point, I could only get wet with pain.So I assure you... I'll come out alive."Bianca's eyes filled with tears."You've been through so much... and still ended up here. How cruel can the world be?""Let's look at the bright side. I ended up here and made my first friend.Even though our age gap is huge, that's what makes it better. I have a friend, a sister, and a mother in one."Bianca smiled through tears."I'm honored."They hugged. Bianca made a small wince."Sorry... did I hurt you?""No, it's just a baby kick."Aria was relieved to hear that.Bianca whispered again. "So... you don't have any friend? No one close to you?"Aria sighed."

“What’s the matter, big guy?” she murmured. “You’re not afraid of a woman, are you? Aren’t you the tough one here? Besides, I’m unarmed. There’s no way I can overpower you…right??” The guard swallowed tightly. Something in his brain screamed trap, but his body was listening to something else entirely. He averted his gaze. “I’m here to take you to your cell. Don’t try to seduce me—I’ve heard all about you. I’m not that easily lured not even by your beauty.” Aria smirked. “What else did you hear?” she asked softly. “That I’m a nymphomaniac? That I’ll do anything for pleasure? Well, it’s true. I lost someone today… someone I cared about. I’m depressed—so I need sexual satisfaction.” She cupped her breasts. “Look at these perky nipples—I’m aroused by your presence. Don’t you want to know what’s so special about me? Allow me to explain with my three holes.” The guard swallowed tightly again. His eyes shamelessly roamed down her body, his groin aching. “In… in there?” he asked,

Aria's blood ran cold and her eyes widened in slow horror. "What... What are you talking about, Titan?" He tilted his head with a cruel glint in his eyes, then gave her a mocking smile-one she had never seen on his face before. "It's Zayne," he said. "Zayne Bloodfang." Her breath caught in her throat and her eyes doubled in size. Her stomach dropped and the air left her lungs in one violent exhale. "Blood..." she whispered. "Bloodfang?" She looked down at her hands as though searching them for answers. Her vision blurred again. "Bloodfang," she muttered again. "What's wrong?" he taunted. "No reunion kiss for your lover? Don't tell me you've gone soft for a cock. This face..." He leaned closer, "is the face of the man who slaughtered your father and cut your mother open." The words pierced deeper than any blade ever could. Aria's mouth opened in a silent scream. Her whole body seized up, shaking violently. Her heart pounded so hard she thought it might break her ribs. She

Suddenly, he forced her thighs apart, dipping his head between them before she could react. His gaze locked onto hers—hers frantic, his burning with cruel intent. "Let’s see how much you truly hate me. Try not to moan," he taunted, his breath hot against her skin. “No—don’t you dare—you fool!” The first swipe of his tongue sent a violent spark through her. She jerked, trying to push him away, but his hands pinned her down effortlessly. No matter how hard she tried, it was impossible to move from that position. Why can’t I move?! Has the old Titan been holding back his real strength all this time?The realization was a cold shock—one quickly drowned out by the heat pooling low in her belly. A traitorous throb answered his wicked ministrations. She clenched her teeth, nails scraping the floor. "Bastard!! Stop—!"Her voice broke as pleasure coiled tighter, her body betraying her with every flick of his tongue as it stroked along her tiny nerve bundle, creating a tight burn

"Fuck". He cursed as her muscles clenched around him, forcing him to slip out. "Why so tight? Relax, will you,"he growled, pushing back inside. He stretched her open again, but once more, her body resisted, squeezing him out. Aria smirked. She had practiced this‐--perfecting the art of clenching her muscles, tightening her walls, just enough to make penetration difficult for someone of his size. "I think you may need more stimulation, "he breathed hotly, confused. Aria grinned sharply. "Don't waste your time. My body rejects you---isn't it obvious? You bastard son of a bitch!" "I see you still have energy to curse. Why not put it into good use and satisfy me like a good pet slut. How long until you realize how helpless you are?" "Ha! Satisfy you? I'd rather die by my own hands!" Aria snapped with her eyes red and wild. "Tsk...tsk...you cute little retard. What are you going to do, cut yourself? You don't even have the right to your own life. You belong to me,