His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 21: Morning Soup

"K-Kiro..." I mumbled, wanting to apologize as I realized I had vomited on his t-shirt. Argh. I felt dizzy and my head was throbbing a bit. Instead of being bothered by the mess on his shirt, he came to me with a worried expression in his eyes."Hey, are you okay, Lyka?" he asked, gripping both my shoulders. I wanted to blame myself for what was happening. Yeah, there was no one to blame but me. Lyka, It's so embarrassing! I should have been more careful if I couldn’t control myself! "I... I just want to sleep, K-Kiro," I said to him. Why did I even think of going out for some fresh air? If I had just gone to sleep earlier, none of this would have happened. I felt like hitting my own head for my stupidity. "Let me accompany you to your room then," he offered, supporting me as we walked. As we walked, I couldn't help but glance at him. We walked side by side, his steps measured and deliberate. With each step, he adjusted his pace to match mine, ensuring I stayed steady on my feet. His arm gently wrapped around my waist, providing a subtle but steady support. I couldn't stop worrying about his shirt! It had my vomit on it, and the thought kept bothering me. Even though he was concerned about me, my mind couldn't let go of the image of his stained shirt. Every time I glanced at it, my guilt grew stronger. I wished I could turn back time and prevent the accident. The more I thought about it, the more the picture of his dirty shirt played in my mind over and over again. I wanted to say sorry and make things right. But I felt too embarrassed to speak up. My vomit must be really disgusting. I felt sorry for him. What have I done?! "Oh, Lyka? S-sir? W-what... Why, what happened to you, Lyka?" Miss Linda asked when she opened the door to the maid's quarter. She stared at the two of us, and her eyes shifted to Kiro. She was shocked to see the mess on his t-shirt. "Who’s... Who threw up on you, S-sir... Lyka?!" I averted my eyes, feeling ashamed. "It's okay, Miss Linda. She's not feeling well, so things like this happen... Please accompany her to her bed," Kiro explained, gently handing me over to Miss Linda. I knew he wanted to personally take me to my bed, but he understood that there were other women asleep inside.

"All right, thank you, Señorito," I heard Miss Linda thank him before bidding him goodbye. The old woman then guided me to my own bed, looking at me with questioning eyes. "What happened... I thought you just went out to the garden?" she asked, curious. "Yes, Miss Linda... I just greeted Datdat and Dodong, my plants, and then Kir—Sir Kiro suddenly appeared. I know he just came home from the bar where you sent us—" "Yes, I was worried about you, Lyka... I only let you go for a short time, but then several more hours passed and you girls were still at the bar, so I got worried..." she said, her concern evident. "Sorry for that, Miss. Sir Kiro told me about that. But can he leave the mansion? I thought he can’t do it according to the doctor’s prescription? He didn't answer me directly earlier because..." My eyes widened as I remembered what had happened earlier. He kissed me! Or were we kissing? "It was just a touch, Lyka, nothing more," I whispered, completely forgetting Miss Linda's presence. "What do you mean by 'just a touch,' Lyka?" the old woman asked curiously, so I quickly turned to her, wide-eyed. "W-What? Nothing,Miss!" I exclaimed, trying to dismiss the topic. "I'm going to sleep, Miss Linda. The... the alcohol I drank earlier had a really bad effect on me..." I said, climbing into my bed. "Oh, okay! Maybe my decision was wrong from the start? You didn't want to hang out with them, but I insisted... Sleep well then, Lyka," she said, and I simply smiled before closing my eyes and drifting off to sleep. – I woke up late, finding that all the other housekeepers had already left their beds. How embarrassing! "Don't you ever drink again, Lyka!" I scolded myself. It was even more embarrassing to think about Joday and Doday. They had drunk more alcohol than I did, but somehow it affected me worse. I quickly took a shower and got dressed, despite still feeling a bit dizzy from the alcohol I had consumed the night before. I could manage, though. When I opened the door, I was taken aback by what I saw—or rather, who I saw. "S-Sir Kiro?"

He seemed surprised to see me, as if he didn't expect me to step outside. What was going on with him? He looked as if he was caught off guard. Why was he standing in front of the maid's quarter? He was holding a tray with food—I recognized it as soup. There was also some medicine and a glass of water on the tray. "What are you doing here? And what's all this for?" I asked, bombarding him with questions. I stared into his eyes and suddenly remembered what had happened between us last night! I even dreamt of him kissing me. My silly imagination. I had this strange feeling in my stomach that I couldn't explain. His kiss from last night gave me a different kind of feeling. I simply smiled. "You puked on my shirt last night..." he blurted out, and my smile vanished instantly. All the memories of my embarrassing actions flooded back. You're such a fool, Lyka! "A-Ahh, about that... I'm really sorry—" I began, but he cut me off by speaking softly and gently pushing my shoulder so he could enter the maid's quarter. He guided me to sit on my own bed. I stared at him in surprise, blinking as he avoided my gaze and busied himself with the tray he was carrying. "Are you feeling better now? It seemed like you had a tough battle with Satan last night..." he remarked, finally looking at me. His question caught me off guard, so I just nodded and shifted my gaze to the tray. He followed my gaze, and we both looked at it together. "Oh! Miss Linda prepared these for you..." he said, pointing to the soup, medicine, and water. "Thank you, Kiro. But why did you bring them here? I can get all of that in the kitchen... By the way, it's time to work now!" I was about to stand up and leave the room, but he suddenly grabbed my hand. "No, don't. Miss Linda and I have already talked. Don't work today. Joday and Doday already understand that alcohol affects you differently... They'll understand why you couldn't work today." I felt embarrassed, so I kept my head down, avoiding eye contact. I glanced at the t-shirt he was wearing and suddenly remembered the mess I had made on it last night. "K-Kiro? Your t-shirt from last night? Where is it? I can wash it for you—" I offered, feeling guilty.

"I've already washed it, Lyka. I can take care of it, I'm not a kid anymore," he reassured me, handing me the tray. "But—" "Come on, you should eat this soup... It might get cold," he interrupted, urging me to start eating. He also placed the medicine and water on the side table. I began eating the soup, but I couldn't help but notice his gaze. He was sitting beside me on the bed. What was he looking at? And why was he still here? I was taken aback when his thumb brushed against my lips. "You eat like a six-month-old baby. Stop staring and eat, Lyka," he teased, letting out a soft chuckle. For some unknown reason, his laughter made my heart flutter. Was this the first time I had heard him laugh like that? I couldn't help but smile. Yes, this was indeed the first time.© 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.