His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 70: Everything Feels Right

I gazed at Kiro as we sat inside a cozy restaurant, the soft glow of the candles reflecting in his eyes. "Y-you look beautiful," he complimented, his gaze wandering over the clothes I wore. A warm smile escaped my lips, and I replied, "Thank you." He nodded, his voice tinged with sincerity, "You changed a lot. Totally a lot." I couldn't quite decipher the tone of his voice, unsure if it was a compliment or something else entirely. "You too. I haven't h-hear anything from you in three years..." I trailed off, my heart heavy with unspoken emotions. He offered a weak smile, "It's the opposite for me, though. When I knew that you left the mansion, I had my men guard you. And when I learned that you were pregnant, I almost talked to Mom about wanting to be free from that jail..." His vulnerability touched me deeply. "But, I need to stand by my own words. I said that I will pay for what I've done, with or without my illness... I want you, all of you, to get the justice you all deserve..." His determination and dedication left me speechless, overwhelmed by the depth of his love and responsibility. I was moved beyond words. He had indeed fought for justice for those women, fulfilling his promise. "W-what about Madam? What's her reaction? She didn't want you in jail..." I couldn't help but inquire, curious about his mother's feelings. He nodded solemnly. "Yes, but I managed to convince her..." His resolve and persuasive skills were apparent, but I could sense the emotional toll it took on him. Before I could continue our conversation, my phone rang, and I saw the name of Zach’s tutor flashing on the screen. My heart skipped a beat as I answered the call, trying to sound composed. "Hello, Ma'am?" The voice on the other end addressed me formally, which felt awkward since I called her ‘Ma'am’ too. "Yes, ma'am? What happened? What's your query? Is Zach okay?" I inquired, concerned about my son. The tutor's laughter echoed through the phone, catching me off guard. I glanced at Kiro, who was now attentive upon hearing Zach's name. Zach already knew Kiro was his father, but we were taking things slowly to give them time to bond.

I signed to Kiro that everything was fine with Zach, but the tutor had more to say. "No, ma'am! I'm here at the restaurant you're in, and I'm with Zach... I see, you're with your husband?" she said, causing me to swallow hard, feeling a mix of emotions surge within me. Desiring some water to calm my nerves, Kiro handed me a glass, and I gratefully took a sip. "H-husband? He's not..." I stammered, making sure to correct the misunderstanding. I knew Kiro had heard it all. "O-oh! By the way, can I drop Zach at your table?" the tutor asked, bringing my attention to Zach and her at the restaurant entrance. I waved to catch her eye, signaling that it was okay for Zach to join us. "Yes, yes, of course," I replied, and moments later, they were standing before us. "Come to Daddy, Zach..." Kiro said, and I couldn't help but notice the tutor's surprised reaction. "O-oh! Go to your Daddy now, Zach!" she quickly added, realizing the situation. I felt her gaze on me, probably judging me for keeping the truth from her. "M-ma'am, I will go now, I just dropped off Zach here... Happy meal with your son and your... husband!" she said hurriedly and left before I could correct her. "Tss, just tell her that I'm really your husband... Tell it to everyone," Kiro commanded with a hint of authority. I shot him a sharp look. "And why would I obey you? You're not my ‘boss’ now, remember? That was a long time ago," I retorted, my tone a bit snippy. "That's where we are going, by the way..." he said confidently. "Tss." I glanced at Zach, who was now happily eating Kiro's food, making a mess but looking adorable while doing so. "Look, Zach. Listen to your Daddy's words, he's such a boastful man, isn't he?" I tried to engage Zach, but he paid me no attention, focused on his meal. "Oh-uh, he's not listening to you, HAHA!" Kiro chuckled. I brushed off his comment and we continued talking. As months passed, Kiro remained true to his word. He courted me every day, showering me with different flowers, but I kept my guard up, not giving him much attention. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

I wanted to be fair to Kurt, not rushing into anything with Kiro. But eventually, Kiro managed to win me back. Perhaps, we were truly meant for each other, and I realized I really loved him. We both acknowledged that there was something between us, but we decided not to put a label on it just yet. Over the past months, we took time to reflect on our lives and what had happened. Kiro shared his experiences from behind cold bars, and hearing about his tough moments made me feel like I was partially responsible for his imprisonment. However, we both understood that the past was behind us, and we were ready to move forward. We forgave and cherished each other, deciding to fulfill the promises we made in the past and start anew. One evening in our shared room, Kiro asked Zach, "Hey baby Zach, do you love Daddy Kiro?" "Yes, Daddy! I love you, Daddy!" Zach replied with his adorable voice, focused on drawing in his notebook. I joined them on the room's couch after settling our bed, asking playfully, "Hey baby, what about mommy?" I pouted and gave Kiro a sharp look, playfully teasing him. "Of course, Mommy! I always do! I will always love you!" Zach exclaimed happily, hugging me tightly. I couldn't help but smile even more. "What about Daddy? Where's my hug, son?" Kiro asked, and Zach seemed to ignore him. My eyes widened as Zach then copied and imitated how I had given Kiro a sharp look. "Oh my, baby! HAHAHA! What have you done?" I laughed heartily, watching Kiro's reaction, which was truly comical. "Mommy, I just copied you... Is Daddy a bad guy? Why did you give him a sharp look? Or, are you the bad guy, Mommy?" Zach inquired curiously. Kiro smiled and whispered to Zach, "Yes, she is, baby... She's picking a fight with Daddy, that's a bad act, right? Daddy's crying now..." Kiro looked at Zach with puppy eyes, which suited him perfectly, making him look like a lovable puppy. "Mommy! Don't fight with Daddy! I don't know where I would go if it's either you or Daddy!" Zach's cute voice filled the room, bringing laughter to both of us. The night was filled with joy and humor.

After a few minutes, Zach grew tired, and we put him to bed. Kiro and I sat together on the couch, admiring our sleeping son. "Lyka..." Kiro mumbled my name, and before I knew it, his lips met mine in a passionate kiss. I closed my eyes, carried away by the moment. However, when the realization hit me that Zach was also in the room, I quickly stopped kissing Kiro and gently pushed him away, trying not to disturb our peacefully sleeping son. "What are we doing? Zach is here, for goodness' sake, Kiro!" I couldn't help but shriek at him, feeling a mix of embarrassment and concern. "I'm sorry, Lyka. We were just kissing. What did you think we were doing?" He asked with a mischievous smile, teasing me in a playful manner. My cheeks flushed with embarrassment at his response. Yes, of course, it was just a kiss. But a moment ago, I thought we might... Well, never mind. "What are you thinking, love?" Kiro continued to tease, pinching me playfully. I shot him a sharp look and decided it was best to go to sleep. He followed me, and before I could drift off, he held my hand and whispered, "You didn't answer me about the 'I love you' thing..." Oh, right. He had said he loved me earlier. "I love you, Lyka..." he had confessed. I smiled at him before responding, "Thank you..." He seemed disappointed with my answer, but I placed a finger on his lips, stopping him from expressing his feelings. "Thank you for loving me... I love you too, always, Kiro," I said, closing my eyes, expecting a kiss but getting something even sweeter. He gently kissed my forehead, and in that moment, I felt an overwhelming sense of safety and comfort. It was the sweetest kiss I had received from any man. "Let's go to sleep now," I suggested, and he nodded. I assumed he would sleep on the other side of Zach, but he stayed beside me. "What are you doing? You're supposed to be there," I pointed to the other part of the bed. "Zach is asleep now," he explained, and I swallowed my thoughts. "A-and?" "So, I need to take care of you and put you to sleep now. Rest well, and we will continue to start

over again. Let's make everything feel right." With that, I closed my eyes, feeling a sense of peace settle over me.