His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 31: She still cares...

"Don't question yourself when you know you have done nothing wrong. Think for yourself now. You're not ordinary or unique; you're a limited edition." My heartbeat started pounding real hard as we stared at each other again. Those words he said sent shivers down my spine. I guess those were the most appealing words I have ever heard in my life. I am overflowing with joy because of what he said. His words have truly lifted my spirits, and I can't help but feel an immense sense of happiness. It's as if his words have touched my soul and filled it with warmth and delight. For some unknown reason, I found myself completely captivated by his words. As he spoke, my gaze became fixated on his lips, and I couldn't look away. There was an inexplicable pull drawing me closer to him, as if an invisible force was guiding my actions. My heart was pounding in my chest as I slowly leaned in, inch by inch, my face moving closer to his. It was as if time had slowed down, and all that mattered in that moment was the magnetic connection between us. And then, there it was—our faces were mere breaths away from each other. There was no distance between us; it felt as though our souls were entwined, connected on a level beyond the physical world. I felt something different within my own body... Perhaps it was because of my drunkenness that I became so aggressive. I moved my lips against his, and I was not disappointed when he responded. His lips were like delicious cookies. I liked—no, I loved how he kissed me back. It was so sweet that I felt dizzy, and it seemed like I still wanted more. With my eyes closed, I drew him closer, wrapping my arms around him tenderly. Our lips remained locked in a passionate embrace, and with each passing second, an intense heat surged between us, as if we were kindling a fire of desire that burned brighter with every touch. In that moment, all sense of time and place dissolved, and it was just us, lost in the intoxicating sensation of our lips moving in perfect harmony. The world around us seemed to fade into the background as we immersed ourselves in this enchanting connection. NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

As our kiss deepened, I couldn't help but feel a longing to make this moment last forever. It was as if I wanted to freeze time, to eternally savor the taste and touch of his lips on mine. I stood up while still holding him with my arms wrapped around him, feeling dizzy and intoxicated from the alcohol I had consumed earlier. I didn't know what I was doing, but I started to love it. I didn't know what I was doing, but it felt so right. I couldn't resist my own desires. It felt like this is what I truly needed. What the heck? Am I sure that I won't regret it when morning comes? He grabbed me by my waist and released the kiss, but I deepened it. Pulling away from him, I took a breath. He stared at me. Suddenly, I sat on his bed and proceeded to take off my clothes. The atmosphere was so hot, and I felt compelled to do it. I knew I would regret it tomorrow, but I couldn't resist the temptation today, especially with Kiro staring at me. When I was only wearing a bra, I pulled him closer to me because he looked as cool as ice standing in front of me. "Kiro..." I don't know where it came from or why I said it, but those words slipped out of my mouth. I suddenly remembered what he had told me earlier, which made my heart pound. I closed my eyes once again, and we kissed again. ‘You're not ordinary or unique. You're a limited edition.’ ‘You're not ordinary or unique. You're a limited edition.’ ‘You're not ordinary or unique. You're a limited edition.’ ‘You're not ordinary or unique. You're a limited edition.’ ‘You're not ordinary or unique. You're a limited edition.’ Those words kept repeating inside my head as if they were purposely said just for me. Those words were addictive, just like the things we're doing now. Suddenly, his kisses landed on my neck, and I couldn't help but surrender to him right there. I was so captivated by his messy hair and the sensations he was giving me. "K-Kiro..." He continued what he was doing until I felt him take off my bra. I sensed that he was suddenly taken aback, so I looked at him with questioning eyes.

"Kiro... P-please..." His eyes widened as he stared at me and immediately covered my body with a comforter. "You're not in your normal state... I would never take advantage of anyone, especially not you, Lyka..." he said, and then he stood up. I was left stunned, lying on his bed. Kiro's words surprised me and made me stop and think. He said that he wouldn't take advantage of me because I was drunk. It was like a wake-up call. I had acted without thinking, and now I felt grateful that he respected me enough to not do anything inappropriate. As I lay in Kiro's bed, the effects of the alcohol were still lingering, making my head spin. Memories of Doday's words echoed in my mind, the accusations against Kiro. She had called him a demon, someone unworthy of respect. But as I reflected on our interactions and the way Kiro had treated me, I knew in my heart that Doday was wrong. Kiro was not a monster; he was a gentleman, burdened by his illness. He had shown kindness and compassion, never crossing any boundaries.

‘He's a demon, Lyka! I don't even want to call him Sir!’ ‘He molested me, Lyka!’ You're really mistaken, Doday. It's not him at all; it's all just because of his current state. I quickly adjusted my position on the bed to sleep. I felt dizzy from the effects of the alcohol. Drinking has never been good for me! My eyelids closed rapidly, and I drifted off to sleep. – I woke up with a pounding headache, feeling confused and disoriented. The room had blue walls, which surprised me because the maid's quarter usually doesn't have painted walls. I held my head, trying to ease the dizziness. As I looked around, I was startled to see Kiro lying on the nearby couch. Questions flooded my mind. Why was he there? And why was I in his bed? I checked myself and realized I wasn't wearing a top. Panic set in as I tried to piece together what had happened the previous night. Did we kiss? Did I undress in front of him? I couldn't believe it. Just last night, I was in the garden. How did I end up here?

Gathering my thoughts, I quickly decided to leave his room, feeling a mix of shame and fear. I didn't want to face Kiro or confront what had transpired. I hurried downstairs, only to be met with Joday's judgmental gaze. She looked at me with a disapproving expression and asked if I had come from Kiro's room. I didn't understand her condescending ‘really, Lyka?’ and ‘ew’ remarks. Her eyes seemed to hold a judgmental tone, making me uncomfortable. Trying to deflect her scrutiny, I stammered, explaining that Kiro had called me early in the morning to give me an order. Her raised eyebrows revealed her skepticism, as if she didn't believe my explanation. I quickly bid her farewell to avoid any further questioning. Making my way to the maid's quarters, I was greeted by Miss Linda's worried eyes. She immediately asked where I had slept the previous night, her concern evident in her voice. I couldn't help but smile at her question, even though I still felt ashamed of my actions. It gave me a glimmer of hope that she still cared about me.