His Sexual Addiction

Chapter 53: He Thought I Was Her

My mind was in a whirlwind of confusion and emotions as I tried to comprehend what had just happened. Joday's sudden attack on Kiro left me in shock, and I couldn't find the words to express what I was feeling. "Lyka, are you okay? I told you to come with me when I came out of his room, right?!" Joday shouted at me as tears streamed down my face. She wrapped a blanket around me to comfort me, but my mind was still in a haze. I couldn't fully grasp the situation and what led to this chaos. Joday supported me as we left Kiro's room and made our way to the mansion's living room. As Miss Linda and Madam rushed into the living room, their worried expressions mirrored the chaos that had just unfolded. "What happened? Why are you two shouting? Lyka, are you okay?" they asked in a rush, their voices laced with genuine concern. I took a moment to compose myself, wiping away the tears from my face, before trying to find the right words to explain the situation. "Kiro... he... something's not right with him," I managed to say, my voice trembling with emotion. "He was drinking, and he... he became violent." Miss Linda gasped, her hand covering her mouth in shock. "Violent? What do you mean?" she asked, her eyes widening with worry. "He... he tore my clothes, and he... he was kissing me forcefully," I said, the words coming out in a shaky whisper. "I don't know what's wrong with him, but he seemed lost, like he didn't recognize me." Madam's face paled, and she looked at me with a mix of fear and sadness. "Oh, my dear, I had no idea he was going through something like this," she said, her voice filled with regret. "I should have paid more attention to him." Joday's accusation about Kiro's actions in his room only added to my bewilderment. I couldn't believe what was unfolding before me, and it felt like there were secrets being kept from me. "Please explain everything. What's really going on?" I pleaded, wanting to understand the truth behind the chaos. They sighed, seemingly torn about whether to reveal the truth to me. Joday hugged me,

apologizing, but it only left me more desperate for answers. "L-lyka, my daughter, I'm sorry," Miss Linda said, and my heart ached as she called me ‘daughter’ again. It confirmed that there was more to the story, but they were hesitant to share it with me. "I'm sorry, but only Madam and Kiro can tell you those things," Joday finally said. With a heavy heart, I nodded and retreated to the maid's quarter alone. I felt so lost and betrayed. It seemed that I was the only one left in the dark, and the weight of that knowledge burdened my heart. I needed to wait for Kiro and hear the truth from him, no matter how painful it might be. – As I listened from outside the study room, I could hear the anguish in Kiro's voice as he questioned himself. "What? Did I just— did I do that to her again?" His words were filled with remorse and confusion, as if he couldn't believe his own actions. Inside, the tension was palpable, and I could sense the distress in the air. "I-I don't look like I can face her anymore," Kiro continued, his voice quivering. "Damn, I didn't mean that, I don't know anything. I don't know what I was doing!" His desperation was evident, and I could feel my heart breaking for him. Then, Kiro revealed a painful truth, one that brought tears to my eyes. "I thought she was Lily yesterday, Mom! I thought she was— the one who fooled me!" The weight of his mistake was heavy, and the implications of his actions were devastating. Inside my chest, a mix of emotions surged. Sadness, empathy, and confusion mingled together, leaving me unable to fully grasp the intensity of my feelings. I could feel my heart pounding, struggling to make sense of everything I had just heard. Summoning the courage, I knocked gently on the door and entered the room. As I entered the study room, I saw Kiro sitting there, his face a mixture of confusion, guilt, and anguish. He looked utterly lost, as if he had no control over his own actions. The weight of his words and the pain in his voice hung heavy in the air, and my heart broke for him. "L-lyka?" he stammered, his voice filled with regret and remorse. It was clear that he was trying to grasp the reality of what had happened, and the realization of his actions was hitting him hard.

We were at the study room and the room was filled with tension as they all hesitated to speak. My heart was heavy with confusion and hurt, and I needed answers from them. I demanded an explanation, wanting to understand the truth behind Kiro's actions and his mistaken identity of me as Lily. As I looked at each of them, their expressions revealed their guilt and fear. I could sense that they were afraid of my reaction, but I needed to know the truth. "Please, tell me all that you have," I urged, my voice weak as I tried to keep my emotions in check. The silence in the room felt suffocating, and I felt like I was drowning in the weight of everything that had transpired. "Explain everything to me," I commanded, my voice filled with seriousness and a desire to understand. I fixed my gaze on each of them, searching for answers in their eyes. The room had fallen into a heavy silence, and it felt as if the air had turned thick and suffocating. "Please," I pleaded weakly, "tell me what happened." Minutes passed, but no one dared to speak. The weight of the unspoken words hung heavily in the room, and I felt a mix of frustration and vulnerability as I waited for someone to break the silence. My eyes settled on Kiro, and a wave of emotions washed over me. I couldn't help but wonder what we truly had between us. I thought there was a special connection, a genuine bond, but now it all seemed like an illusion. ‘You're drunk, Lyka. I need your consent but not when this is how your state is’ ‘I will never take advantage of you anymore’ ‘S-sorry Lyka. I didn't mean to... File me a case. File me a case, please’ I remembered the sweet words he’d told me, and now I questioned all those words sincerity. How could he act so differently in his room, forcing himself upon me, and then act like this? "L-lyka..." Kiro's voice wavered as he approached me slowly, remorse etched on his face. “I am sorry once again for what I’ve d-done..." Kiro said. "No, my apologies won't cut it, will they? I'm truly sorry," he knelt before me, gently touching my knees, his voice breaking as he begged for forgiveness.

I couldn't help but feel torn. Part of me wanted to accept his apology, while another part wanted to push him away for what he had done. "L-lyka... I'm so sorry," he continued, his voice trembling with regret. I felt devastated witnessing his emotional state, and I knew I needed to hear his explanation. "It's because... Something came up and you somewhat reminded me of—" he started to explain, but Madam interrupted him. "Kiro, son, stand up! You can apologize without kneeling in front of her," Madam interjected, showing her commitment to supporting her son despite his mistakes. "No, Mom! Stop it!" Kiro scolded her, insisting that he remain kneeling. I noticed Joday's sharp gaze directed at Madam, and it sparked my curiosity. I wondered about the relationship between them. "No! Remember what the doctor said? Some happenings or events might trigger your condition! It’s not your fault!" Madam argued, trying to make Kiro stand up. My thoughts started to connect the dots, but before I could reach any conclusion, I stopped myself. I felt overwhelmed with the complexity of the situation. "Yes, but what happened yesterday that made you get drunk and do something unacceptable to me?" I asked Kiro, my emotions drained and replaced with a weary numbness. As Madam scolded Kiro, her words resonated in my mind. I remembered what the doctor had warned about his condition, but that didn't fully explain what had happened. The uncertainty gnawed at me, adding to the mounting drama of the situation. Kiro's gaze met mine, and I could see the pain and remorse in his eyes. "L-lyka...." His voice quivered, filled with a mix of emotions that mirrored my own. I looked at him without emotion, my heart still guarded. The rollercoaster of feelings had left me drained, and I couldn't bear another surge of emotional turmoil. "Please, Kiro," I implored, my voice barely above a whisper, "tell me everything."Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.