Chapter 72: Vivid

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As envious as Ian was of the drugged version of himself, he was also repulsed by his words. He had never used a begging or pleading tone with anyone, and now he was listening to himself grovel before a woman he barely knew. Ian knew he was handsome, and he knew that aside from Lisa, there were literally hundreds of women who would willingly lay down beside him, but here he was bending at the waist for someone who clearly was not one of those women.

There was another long pause in the audio and Ian could not tell what was happening. He heard Mina speak.

"Ian, do you really want to be with me?"

"Mina, look between my legs, of course I do." Ian heard a slapping sound and Mina laughed hard. It was the shocked laughter of being caught off guard.

"Not that!" Mina said with a hint of being teased in her voice. "I mean, do you really want to be my boyfriend."

"Yes," he said, matter-of-factly. Ian could tell they were kissing again. They did not speak for another few minutes.

"Babe, please let me have you. If not tonight then tomorrow night, and don't disappear again."

"I won't disappear," she whispered.

"Honey?" Mina called out. "Just hold me for a while, okay? I'm not ready yet."

"Okay, babe," Ian heard the bed creek and the sounds of sheets moving. There was not a lot of noise and he could hear whispering, although he could not make out what they were saying.

Another hour had passed by and Ian was feeling like a pervert for listening in on himself. This audio really needed to be destroyed. Honey? Babe? Boyfriend? If anyone heard these words come out of his mouth, he could forget about reeling in the Lee Group. They would waste no time in labeling him a lecherous and seedy man.

Suddenly there was a loud creaking sound from the bed. It sounded like something was flipped over. Mina was laughing and Ian was chuckling. She really did have a sweet laugh.

"Babe, please. I cannot hold back any longer. Agree to me, and I will give you anything you want."

"What if I only want you?"

"I'm already yours," he said.

"Ian, this is really my first time. I'm telling you the truth." There was the sound of loud and passionate kissing before Ian whispered his reply.

"Babe, this is my first time too. Let me share it with you," Mina giggled.

"You've only been my boyfriend for a few hours, and you are already lying." Ian laughed loudly.

"I am not lying. Do you not believe me?" There was silence again.

"Does the whole thing go in?" she asked, and Ian chuckled.

"I think so," he replied honestly.

"Don't you know how to do it?" She asked with a laugh.

"Are you making fun of me now? I told you this is my first time too." Mina laughed again, and he heard himself chuckle.

"Babe, I'm going to. Please let me." Mina did not say anything, but Ian could hear the blankets shifting and then a loud moan that was a combination of both voices. He could not see anything, but Ian could imagine what was happening in vivid detail. As he listened, his memories became clear and he suddenly remembered their encounter.

Ian could remember the moment he entered her body, he remembered how her back arched and he immediately exploded. He remembered asking her if it hurt before he started again but she denied being in pain. Ian remembered that he moved very vigorously and when it was not enough, he roughly lifted her hips. He desperately wanted to fill her up with his body. If he could have crawled inside of her, he would have. He remembered looking down at the bed, only to see blood on the sheets. His mind told him that it was too much, and he slowed down to ask Mina if she was ok. She was panting heavily, and she did not speak. She only kissed him without reply. Her face was flushed, and she looked a little confused, but he did not stop. They continued that way until her body went limp, even then it was not enough for him. He continued until he no longer had the strength to move and his heart felt like it was seizing up.

Ian remembered, pulling Mina into his arms, and kissing her forehead. He remembered her waking up and looking into his eyes before kissing him gently. He asked he again if she was in pain, but she simply shook her head no. He remembered the look of fear in her eyes, and he remembered trying to calm her anxiety with his words. That were now echoing in his mind.

"Babe, thank you for choosing me. Sleep now, we will settle everything else in the morning." Mina still did not speak, and she eventually slept in his embrace. It was all too clear to him now. The memories flooding in were too much and Ian felt dizzy. He ran to the washroom and threw up.

'Why didn't I listen to this recording sooner?' Ian thought. He had tortured Mina, twice, but he was the one who pestered her, not the other way around!

Mina was not fully willing to be with him, but he continued to coax her using sweet words until she finally gave in. He was disgusted with himself. Honey? Babe? Girlfriend? Boyfriend? Who was he kidding? Her file had to be bullsh*t, how else could she be so dumb? Was there even a need for the lie detector anymore?

Ian forced himself to calm down. Just because they were under the influence did not mean that they were incapable of lying. Clearly, he lied to Mina several times that night. Love at first sight? What nonsense. He found her beautiful at the most, but Love? Ian retched again when he thought of how badly Mina was hurt. On top of her injuries she was locked in a dark room without any further treatment. He had forbidden his sister from giving Mina the prescription the doctor gave her back then. Three weeks of hell and it was him who needed to be locked up. There was no way he could let anyone else hear what happened

Fumbling through his desk, Ian found a secure drive to store the recording. He encrypted the drive and password protected it. Then, he locked it in the safe in his study. His memories from that lost time were back, but he badly wished they were not. After destroying any other backups of the footage, Ian reminded himself that he needed to behave rationally. He instantly sent his sister a text.

[Change of plans, we do the polygraph at 9:00am tomorrow.]

After throwing his phone on his desk, Ian finally started to create questions for Mina. She had to be guilty. Otherwise, what would that make him?

As if Ian were not already feeling like trash a text message popped up on his phone.

[It's Okay. I will still be waiting.] - It was from Lisa.