His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 27: Here We Go Again!

I released my grip on him as if he were burning. "Uh... I'm sorry, K-Kiro," I managed to say, feeling my face turning red. The position we were in earlier was awkward. I took the towel again, dipped it in the basin, and made sure it was warm before placing it on his forehead. "Why do you have a fever?" I asked, realizing how silly my question was and breaking the silence. "It's normal for humans to have fever. Fevers happen," he replied. I did not have any choice but to nod with how sarcastic yet real his answer was. I could only agree with what he said and continue attending to him. It’s the fever effect, I guess? That he was acting like that. As I was about to leave to fetch medicine from the kitchen, he grabbed my arm. "I want to take a bath," he stated. I furrowed my brows at his request. "Huh? Don't you remember you have a fever? And now you want to take a bath? Seriously?" I asked, finding it amusing to talk to him at times. And now, he’s acting all childish! He snorted rudely. "I feel sticky... I want to take a bath..." "I want to bathe by myself, but I feel dizzy but I still want to take a bath because I feel disgusted with my body..." he added. I couldn't help but blurt out, "You have a fever, so you can't take a bath. Hmmm…. I-I can just wipe your body..." I didn't know where that suggestion came from; it just came out spontaneously. And, stupidly. What did I just suggest? "Can you?" he asked. I averted my eyes and quickly returned to the bathroom to get another towel to wipe... his body. What had I done? How could I have suggested such a thing? I instantly regretted my impulsive decision to offer help to Kiro by cleaning his body with wipes. It was an inappropriate suggestion! Shame washed over me, and I wished I could take back those words. What could he possibly be thinking because of my suggestion? I came back and stood in front of him, feeling utterly clueless about what to do next. He responded with a gaze that made us both seem foolish. "H-how should I wipe your body? Aren't you going to take off your clothes?" I felt embarrassed

asking, but he quickly responded. "Oh, right." He swiftly removed his T-shirt without even telling me not to look. I immediately turned my back to avoid seeing him. Darn it, my eyes might sin otherwise. "Done, Lyka." I turned back to face him. Kiro was lying shirtless on his bed, his bare chest exposed to the room. He glanced in my direction, his eyes meeting mine, acknowledging my presence. Despite being aware of me, he remained relaxed and composed, exuding a sense of confidence. The sight of him, his sculpted physique and the way he carried himself, created an undeniable pull that captivated my attention. I swallowed nervously and approached him. I began wiping his arms, silently praying for some unknown reason. My heart was pounding so hard, and I felt nervous for no apparent reason. Why was I feeling like this? Pull yourself together, Lyka! I moved on to wipe his chest and back, and as I did, there was still a gentle breeze between us. "Lyka... Sorry," he suddenly spoke, catching me off guard. "Huh?" I looked him in the eyes. After acting weird all throughout this day, he’s now saying sorry! "Sorry... I know there are many women I need to ask forgiveness from. D-Doday... I did something to her too, right? Argh! My mind tends to forget every girl I've been with... I forget what I did because of my condition..." he explained. I was shocked by what he said, but I only felt pity for him. There was one thing on my mind: What was the real reason behind his condition? I knew there was a deeper explanation the moment I heard his doctor speak. "K-Kiro... you didn't do anything to us... it's because of your condition," I reassured him. "Nah, I want to hold myself accountable. I want to be imprisoned." What? He’s talking about this matter again? – "Oh, Lyka? Why do you look so stunned?" I snapped back to reality when Miss Linda asked me. "Uh...Miss, Sir Kiro has a fever," I replied, brushing off her question. This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

The young man's words from earlier continued to linger in my mind. He wanted to go to jail? It wasn't his fault that he did what he did... It was because of his condition! How many times should we talk about it over and over again? But I also wondered about the other women he had touched and how they must be traumatized. What happened to them? In my case, I forgave him... but what about the others? "Why are you lost in thought, Lyka?" Miss Linda asked, bringing me back to the present. "And what's this about Senyorito having a fever? Why does he have a fever? What's wrong with my Kiro?!" she exclaimed. I walked over to the kitchen where the medicines were kept. "Miss...," I approached Lady Linda and handed her the medicine. "Can you give him this medicine first? My body doesn't feel well today, too," I explained, taking a deep breath. I couldn't quite understand my own emotions. Before, I already felt burdened by Doday's departure, and now it all seemed to intensify. "Oh no! Kiro might have infected you with his fever! Okay, I will bring him the medicine. Rest in the maid's quarter for now, Lyka..." she said with a worried expression. I simply smiled at her and complied, making my way towards the maid's quarter. As I entered the room, I noticed Joday coming out of the bathroom. The towel was still wrapped around her body and hair, indicating that she had just finished bathing. She tried to stop me as I entered, but I ignored her due to the argument we had earlier. I was about to lie down on my bed when she spoke. Argh! Not now, Joday. I'm feeling down, and I don't want to answer you! I’m not feeling well and I do not want a fight!