His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 49: Public Display of Affection?

As Kiro continued to share his painful past, my heart ached for him. "I tried to woo her back, but nothing happened. There is something really wrong. And that's when I found out— she cheated on me... with my best friend," his voice quivered with hurt, and I could sense the depths of his heartache. I couldn't help but feel a surge of shock and disbelief. My heart sank as he revealed that Lily, the woman he had loved so deeply, had cheated on him. It was as if the ground beneath me had crumbled, and I struggled to grasp the reality of the betrayal he had endured. "But y-you said she was kind?" I stuttered, unable to reconcile the image of a kind person with the one who had betrayed him so callously. "Hmm, I think she's kind... but a cheater," Kiro's response dripped with sarcasm, a defensive mechanism to shield his wounded heart. "She apologized to me, over and over again. And who am I to not forgive her? Besides, I loved her, so I gave in and forgave her. She said 'they' did not mean it. I forgave her because I loved her.” “But she did it again," he continued, his voice tinged with a mix of forgiveness and bitterness. "There, I suddenly exploded. My pride and ego were trampled. What did I do to be fooled by her? By them? Am I not the best for her? And really, with myfriend? I have lost my girlfriend, as well as my best friend," the pain in his voice was palpable, and my heart ached for him. His eyes were red from reliving his painful memories, and tears welled up in my own eyes as I listened to his heart. "So, I broke up with her. But she still apologized to me. I don't get her, she cheated on me twice and then she still wanted me to stay? She always came to my house or condo, saying nothing but 'sorry,' but I really did not want to get back with her…” “Not until a news flashed— she committed suicide. She left a letter to me saying 'Sorry, my Kiro'... and I blamed myself too much that time. I blamed myself for her death," my heart broke as he narrated this heart-wrenching revelation. This time, I couldn't help but embrace him tightly, offering whatever comfort I could in the face of his pain. He cried like a vulnerable chick seeking solace from its mother, and I held him, wanting him to know that he wasn't alone.

"It's not your fault, Kiro," I whispered gently, trying to reassure him. "Everything doubled. It seemed like it was my fault that she disappeared... She didn't even think about how I would feel about her loss... I blamed myself, and that's when I used alcohol to relieve pain. I always got drunk, taking women home every night, using them to forget everything... Temporary forgetfulness... And then one day..." I listened intently, understanding the deep reasons behind his struggles. "I couldn't stop myself. I'm addicted to it. I was diagnosed with those shitty conditions. I was unable to restrain myself from the call of the flesh, I forced women, even r*ped th—" My heart sank, and I immediately shook my head, wanting him to stop going down that dark path. "I-it's not your fault! It's not your fault, it's because of your illness, Kiro," I said urgently, my arms wrapped around him, trying to comfort and protect him from the demons that haunted him. "No, it was my fault. It was my fucking fault," he uttered, his voice filled with self-loathing and guilt. My heart broke for him, seeing him trapped in the cycle of blame and pain. At that moment, I held him close to me. "It's not your fault, Kiro," I said firmly, trying to make him understand. "You were dealing with an illness, and it clouded your judgment. You didn't know how to handle everything that happened. But that doesn't mean you're to blame for what happened to Lily." I continued to hold him close, hoping that my embrace would provide some comfort. I wanted him to know that I was here for him, that he didn't have to face his demons alone. I wanted to be a source of strength for him, just as he had been for me. "We all make mistakes, Kiro. We all have things in our past that we regret. But that doesn't define who you are now. You're a good person, and I believe in you," I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. I could see the pain in his eyes, but I also saw a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, he could find healing and redemption with someone who cared for him deeply. And I was determined to be that person for him. – As Kiro's words echoed in my mind, I couldn't shake off the heavy feeling in my heart. His self- blame and the pain he carried were evident, and it was heart-wrenching to see him in such a

vulnerable state. This was not the same Kiro I had known– the cheerful and confident man seemed like a distant memory now. Leaving Kiro, I made my way to the maid's quarters, seeking some solace in the familiar surroundings. However, as I entered, I overheard Miss Linda and Joday engaged in a hushed conversation. Their words sent a shiver down my spine, and my forehead furrowed in concern. What were they talking about? What did I need to know? "Don't make it public, don't tell her, Joday," Miss Linda's words made my heart pound even louder, and I couldn't shake the feeling that they were discussing something related to Kiro's past. My mind raced with questions, but I dared not interrupt their conversation, instead feigning innocence as I had just entered the room. "L-lyka? You've been there for a while?" Miss Linda's shocked expression as she noticed me made me feel uneasy. Did she suspect that I overheard their conversation? I managed a wry smile, trying my best to conceal the turmoil inside me. "I just got in, Miss Linda. All right, I'll rest first." I hurriedly made my way to my bed, hoping to find some refuge in sleep. But as I lay there, the words I had overheard continued to haunt me. I couldn't ignore the feeling that there was something I needed to know, something about Kiro's past that he had kept hidden from me. After those revelations he told me, there is still a hidden past I need to know? My heart ached for him, and I wished I could alleviate the burden he carried. As I closed my eyes, my mind was still filled with questions and uncertainties. The weight of his pain was now shared, and I felt a deep sense of responsibility to be there for him. – It was already noon, and the mansion felt unusually quiet and still. After waking up and going through my morning routine, I was surprised to find Kiro also awake and eating at the table. It seemed he had a habit of waking up late too. "G-good morning, sir," I greeted him instinctively with a respectful tone. However, he sighed and gently scolded me, reminding me to drop the honorifics. It felt strange to address him informally, but he insisted that something had changed in our relationship. I couldn't help but secretly smile at his words, feeling a sense of closeness that hadn't been there before. I remained silent, unsure of howTêxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

to respond. He then invited me to have lunch with him, but I hesitated, worried that Miss Linda might see us together. However, he seemed unfazed by that possibility and insisted that we should eat together. "Eat it, you woke up at noon. I'm sure you're hungry," he said, handing me a plate, spoon, and fork, and serving rice and a dish onto my plate. I couldn't help but point out, "You forgot I was the maid here, so why are you serving me, huh?" I said with a sense of pride, patting his shoulder playfully. It felt strange to have the roles reversed, with him serving me instead. "Am I not allowed to serve you, my queen?" he replied with a hint of playfulness in his tone. His words caught me off guard, and I blushed slightly at the unexpected compliment. He had never addressed me like this before, and it made me feel both flattered and flustered. Damn.