Big trouble in little india

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[ilikeoldchangke]

The next round I had with Yiling is at a more relaxed pace.
Her tight love hole fit like a snug glove and I did not expect myself to cum first ahead of her.

Yiling took a while longer before going into spasm as she hugged her body onto mine, moaning and groaning by the side of my ears.



We lazed about in the bed for about 15 more minutes before getting up.

Breakfast is a combination of beer and the bag of chips I brought up the night before.

We showered separately and by the time we came out dressed, there was no doubt that the rendezvous we enjoyed earlier is official over.


Heading down to the living area, Yiling made coffee while both of us poured through the files Billy handed us.


5 minutes to 10, I could hear the engine of the van pulling up at the house’s driveway.

Billy remained in his van even though he waved to Yiling. He looked like he was talking on the phone.



The other vehicles started arriving shortly after that. Ben and his crew started to arrange photographs of Yiling and me around the house. There were even travel mementos that corresponded with props and stuff they photoshopped into the photos.

A large wedding shot of the 2 of us went up behind the bed in the master bedroom.
As I looked at Yiling in that gown with that plunging neckline, I should have asked if I could do her in that gown the night before.

Billy spoke with YIling for a moment before suggesting that we head to the study to start the project briefing.


Billy : Good morning… I hope you guys had enough time to digest the information I handed you earlier….

Neither of us replied and Billy went on with his brief.


Billy : We’ve had more time to talk with your sister and she is pretty sure this client of her’s is interested to use the established routes Benson had set up…. This is not surprising, how Benson is able to do it consistently and at such scale is something that has all his competitors scratching their heads…. Still…. The results speak for themselves…


Billy added that our instructions are to purely observe and make contact.

Billy : We do not know how many of them will turn up….. we don’t know who the client is… and if he or she is as secretive as Yvonne say they are….. they might just send a decoy…

Yiling : so what do we do after establishing contact… ?

Billy : we are not sure how this will play out but we have to play by ear. …. We want to put a face to this man for now….. find out what he wants exactly…. And we will take it from there….

Yiling : what if he suspect I’m not my sister ?? ….

Billy : I can’t answer that, you’ll have to smoke your way through…. I have here though, a rough facial sketch of the contact that approached your sister….. it’s not very clear… she’s still very stressed out…. And it’s been 6 months….


The photo sketch don’t look impressive, there is nothing about the contact that stands out at all. You can probably bring the photo to the streets and find a dozen of people that sort of fit into that category.

I watched Billy hand over Yvonne’s phone to Yiling before adding that the password to unlock it is 2235.

Billy went through all of Benson’s hardisk and server. There are a lot of information to sieve through and he need more time to see if anything might come up useful.

Billy : Yvonne is not sure about Benson’s smuggling route but she is pretty confident it’s via the sea….i found some information in Benson’s computer that collaborated with that information…..Benson owns a few floating kelongs , some of them very close to Malaysian waters….



Billy handed over the information and added that Benson also owns a holding company in Malaysia that owns and operated a few kelongs that is close to Singapore waters.

He looked at Yiling and told her that cameras will be set up in the house. It will capture everyone that walks through that door.

Billy : Put a face to the leader… and find out what he wants….that’s all…

Turning to me Billy said that he needed to have a private word with YIling.



I excused myself and went to the kitchen to see the 2 aunties stocking the cabinet with snacks and food. I went to the small wine cellar about the size of a walk-in wardrobe and took a peek.

One of the lady came over and started pulling bottles off the shelves before replacing them with those she brought.

Jeff : What are you doing ??


She replied that there are instructions to remove all bottles before 1996 and replace them with something else.

Oh this is definitely Owen. Has to be him.
That cheap bastard. This is not the first time he did this.

A perk of the job he once said when he relieved me of a bottle of Louis xiii Cognac after a project. I was reluctant to hand it over until he asked me to make a choice.

To keep the bottle or for him to look the other way as I empty the safe that is not supposed to be there.



I handed it over and made him promise he would share that.

I never saw that bottle again.

The safe turned out to be a good decision for me. There’s almost 20k in different currency not to forget the 3 pieces of 100gm gold bars.

If we were to follow regulations strictly, all these stuff needs to be catagorised and sent back to the company, but the nature of our jobs made us crooks to start with.


Owen understood the need for people like us to have a backup. A stash somewhere.
A small pot of gold to start a new life after retirement.

I went back out into the living area and Ben was just about done with his stuff.

His guys are putting the finishing touches onto the displays. He handed me a small album about the size of your diary.


Jeff : what’s this…

He smiled but said nothing.

I opened the 1st page and I just froze.

They were pictures Yiling and me. They are all from the shoot the night before.

It’s a book of specially curated shots that Ben chose.

Everyone told a story. Most of them are casual candid shots, taken when YIling and I were not ready. None of them were edited yet you could tell from the way we were looking at each other in the photos that we are attracted to each other.


The sexual tension that I felt the day before were clearly reflected in the photos. There was even a shot of me looking at Yiling’s legs as she slipped into her pair of heels.

Ben turned to make sure no one is within earshot before saying that for once, he wished he was me.

Ben : I wished I was you for just a few hours man….


Jeff: hahah….

Ben : keep it properly… it’s a souvenir…. See you when I see you…

I gave him a nod of appreciation as Ben gestured to his crew to wrap it up and took his leave.

Heading back to the study I saw Billy and Yiling deep in conversation with her looking particularly stressed.


I knocked and they stopped talking.

Jeff : All ok ?

Billy : yeah… we’re just about done….

Billy introduced to the 4 men that will be assigned to us as our so call security personnel.

Billy : they’re trained , they’re armed….


Yiling : Wouldn’t that be suspicious…. If they are armed ?

Billy : Hey come on… you guys are drug dealers…. Don’t worry…. The guns don’t exists… serial numbers filed off…. Different models…

By 11.20am, the entire house was cleared of non-essential personnel.


I went through our cover story with Yiling a few times over a simple lunch prepared by the aunties.


Yiling held onto the phone wherever she went, even into the toilet.

The agreement between Yvonne was that they will be in contact with her that evening, and the meeting will take place in the house.



7pm

The staff whipped up a simple dinner for Yiling and I and we ate while we quiz each other about the role we are playing.

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7.50pm

I had just opened up a bottle of wine when the phone rang.


Yiling took a look and she gave me a wave before answering it.

Yiling : hellow… yes….yes… how are you….. good… good…… that’s good to know…. Right…. Right….. sure…. We’ll be waiting…..alright…. I’ll text you the address…. Right…. See you…


Yiling hung up and said the contact is ready.


She text them the address of the place we are in and I saw her got up, heading to the room to get changed.


Yiling appeared in a modest looking dress without bra. I could see the push of her nipples against the fabric as she checked her hair in the mirror.

I poured myself another glass of wine and I remained at the dining table.

Yiling : I know you are nervous… but please don’t get drunk….

Jeff : ermmm… ok….

She drained her glass of wine and I topped it up for her.



8.45pm

One of the security guys assigned to us told Yiling that our guest has arrived.

Yiling : let them in…

I remained in my seat and sipped my wine.


Yiling opened the door and I could tell she was nervous. She was playing with her fingernails and she was pacing a little by the front door.

From where I sat, I could see a convoy 3 vehicles. Normal sedan cars in different colours. You wouldn’t even give them a 2nd look if you pass them along the road.

The engines stopped and the doors opened at the same time.

I felt my heartrate increase a little as I looked at the 15 men that just got out of the 3 vehicles.

1 driver 4 passenger in each car. They were packed to the brim.


Yiling was a little taken aback with the number of people and she turned, giving me a look.


A middle age man stepped forward with his hands stretched.

Freddy : Hi hi… Yvonne…. Nice to meet you finally… I’m Freddy…..

Yiling: Hi…. Freddy…..

Freddy : wow… you look better in person…. Better than your beauty pageant photos… haha…


Yiling smiled and gestured towards the interior of the house, inviting our guest in.

Something is off.

Freddy did not strike me as the kind of man that is in charge.


He’s as nervous as Yiling as he stepped into the house.

He saw me sitting at the table and he waved to me as if he and I were acquaintance.

The gold watch on his wrist, the gold chain around his neck, the multiple rings and the ostentatious leather shoe, this is overkill.

I turned my attention to the rest of the men that filed into the house after that.


6 of them were looking at me.

3 of them caught my attention.


While the rest looked around with the same level of curiously when you enter a new place, that particular 3 stood out.


One of them looked to be in his early sixties. He has a permanent frown on his forehead and he as staring at the assigned guards that are looking down from level 2.
The other is too young. His shifty eyes gave him away immediately.

He spent too long looking at each and everything from the aunties to the photos on display.

Our eyes met and he stared at me. He looked at me with a kind of rudeness you would expect from a impulsive young man. Not that I’m very old but the work I do just sort of ages me mentally.



This brings us down to the last man.

A middle age man same like Freddy.

He’s cautious, he observes without being too obvious.

He made sure someone is in front of him most of the time.

When he looked at me, it was only for a couple of seconds before looking away.


Yiling : Freddy ….. meet my husband…. Benson…


I remained in my seat as I looked at Freddy who paused and looked at Yiling.

Freddy : Yvonne… I ermm…. Correct me if I’m wrong… but…. I’ve seen you on articles with your husband before and….. ermmmm….

Yiling remained calm and offered nothing more than a slight smile.

Yiling : Freddy…. This is my husband…. The one you saw…..is our employee….



That puzzled look and not knowing what to do is more than enough to give his game away.
He’s definitely not the one in charge.

Freddy h… well…well… hahaha… I mean… ermmm … he…. Your husband… he looks very young ah… hahaha… well maintained I’m sure….hahaha.. you also look so good… hahah…

Freddy looked around the house and he was unsure how to proceed.

He looked like he wanted to turn around and ask for instructions but he stopped himself.


Yiling : given the nature of business we are in…. I’m sure you can understand why…. My husband choose to remain outside the limelight….

Freddy : hahah.. yes… yes… of course… of course… I also value my privacy… haha..yes…so… so… ermm… yes… Benson… brother… nice to meet you… haha


I did not say anything and I just looked at a overly friendly Freddy.

All eyes were on me by then but I remained in my seat. I sipped my wine and I looked at Freddy who was trying his best to give me his best smile.

Yiling : Dear…. Ermm… are you going to say something ??

Freddy hesitated for a moment before walking over quickly to me with his hands stretched.

Freddy : Come.. come….let’s talk shop…. Hahah…


I did not take his hand.

I could see Yiling glaring at me as the entire group waited for me to move.

It only takes 2 seconds for the situation to turn awkward. Just imagine you trying to shake the hand of someone who doesn’t want to take it.

Freddy :errrmm…. Hahaha… haha… er… Yvonne… your husband had too much to drink already is it… haha…

He kept his hand and wiped his palms at the back of his pants.

I grabbed a wine glass and poured a glass of wine for Freddy.


He started smiling and laughing again as he received the glass of wine.

Freddy : hahaha.. wow… wow… man of few words… hahaha… I like your husband already….

Yiling by then was caught between murdering me with her eyes and keeping up a smiling front.


Jeff : Freddy…..

Freddy : yes… yes… Benson brother….

Jeff: I’ve had a long day….

Freddy : me too … me too… we all had a long day…. Let’s get this over and done with shall we….

I drained my wine and addressed the whole group at once.

Jeff : Why don’t you guys discuss among yourselves…. And when you make up your mind, get the decision maker to join us in the study….

Freddy was taken aback for a brief moment before smiling again, saying that he is capable of making all the decision.


Freddy : Alright then… let’s do this… I can make the decision….

I looked at Freddy and shook my head.

Jeff: No …. Not you…

Yiling : dear !!.. what’s wrong with you !...

The amount of movements in her eyes as she glared at me could only mean either she wanted me to shut up or she wanted to murder me there and then. I strongly suspect it’s the latter.


Yiling : If you are drunk … then I suggest….

Jeff : I’m not drunk….i just don’t like to waste time….

Yiling’s eyes widened and she smiled in an apologetic manner towards Freddy as she asked me to step aside for a word.



The oldest of the trio I flagged pushed his way to the front.

Old man : You’ve got some balls to be talking like this to my boss….

Jeff : Your boss…… really ?


I grabbed my glass of wine and I splashed it at Freddy.



Freddy : waoshh…. Woah… fuck !!... woah…

There was a suddenly compacting of bodies and movement. The tension in the room went up a notch and the old man reached into the back of his pants, keeping his hands there as he stared at me with his wild, animal like eyes.

Yiling : Dear !!! you’re drunk !!

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Jeff : I find it hard to believe… that I did that… and none of you reacted…..

Freddy ; i…what….the….I….

Freddy was at a lost for words and he looked behind him.



The entire mass of bodies now surround the remaining 2 of the trio I flagged.

Freddy : if…. If you are not interested to… to talk business.. then I say we get the fuck out of here…. Fucking waste of my time !!!

His outburst came too late and as Yiling tried to sooth the frayed nerves, the middle age man that was hiding behind the others all along finally came out. He slowly made his way to the front and our eyes met again.



As the came closer, i could see he is well groomed. His poker face gave nothing away.

He walked slowly towards me and our eyes never left each other.

He came closer, stopping right before the imaginary line I drew in my head to define if someone violated my personal space.

Neither one of us spoke .



He nodded slightly at me and by then, Yiling had started to ask me if I needed a hot drink to sober up.

Yiling : Dear !! you need a cup of hot tea ?? … you better stop drinking that bottle of wine…. !! DEAR !!! I’m talking to you… !

The man put 2 fingers up to Yiling with a reassuring smile.

Man : it’s ok Yvonne…. Let’s talk in the study….


Yiling : what ? ….

I slowly stepped back and stretched out my hand towards the study room.

Another wave of his 2 magical fingers was all it took for his men to remain behind. Freddy relaxed significantly, knowing that his role is over.

I turned to look at the guards assigned to us.

1 is at the guardhouse by the main gate. The other 3 by then had positioned themselves on the ground floor close to Yiling and me.


Yiling : erm.. oh.. let’s talk in the study….

We entered the study and settled into the plush armchair.

The man reached into his pocket and pulled out a packet of cigarette.

Man : may I ?


Jeff : No you may not….

He looked at me for a couple of seconds before bursting into a laugh.

Stretching out his hand , he smiled and made his introduction.


Ed : Call me Ed….. I’ve always ……always…. Been very curious about how you manage to build up an empire like this….. now that I met the real Benson….. I finally understand… haha..

Yiling’s jaws were slightly opened as I smiled and extended my hand towards Ed.

Jeff : do I give you the impression that I am not capable ? ….



Ed : hahahah… well…. Let’s just say the public face you have chosen … don’t necessary project a façade of confidence….. hahah..

Jeff : What can I say… good help are hard to come by….


Ed laughed heartily as I reached across my desk and offered Ed a cigar from the humidor.


Ed : I thought you didn’t like smoking hahaha….

Ed took one and helped himself to the windproof lighter after cutting the end off the cigar.

Jeff : I don’t… those things will kill you….

Ed : hahah…


I cut one cigar for myself and lit it with the same lighter after Ed is done with his.

Ed : What about these ….? These will kill you too…. Haha


Jeff : death comes to us all….

Ed : hahaha…. True… true….


Yiling looked on without a word. I wonder what is going through her head.

Her work is essentially done. We’ve identified the man in charge.

The hidden cameras in the house would have taken care of the rest.

Jeff : so….what can we do for you…..Ed…..


He wasted no time and went straight to the point.

Ed : I want you…. To bring somethings in for me…… I can pay… but discretion is of utmost importance….


Jeff : If we weren’t discreet…. We wouldn’t be here having this conversation…

Ed grinned and shook his cigar towards me as he eyed Yiling.

Ed : wow….if I knew the Benson… I would have started to work with you long ago… hahaha.. haha…

I smiled and waited for him to continue.


Without breaking a beat, he quickly rattled off what he wanted.

Ed : monthly shipments…. Across the causeway…. No questions asked…nothing bigger than a 28 inch suitcase….
I could feel my heart beating faster as I looked at Ed.

He could sense the hesitation in me.

Ed : I can pay… and it will be more that what you make from what you currently bring in….

Jeff : The stuff I bring in….do you….

He cut me off before I could continue.


Ed : those are nothing….a couple of KG here, a few KG there….how long do you intend to keep doing this…. ?? …

I narrowed my eyes and leaned back in my chair.


Ed : What’s the max you can bring in….? huh ? … 20kg ? …. And how much of those do you get to actually keep minus the little mishaps along the way….. 10 ?

Jeff : You’ve been doing your homework….

Ed : haha… well…let’s put it this way….bring my stuff in for a year or 2…. I guarantee you will be far happier with the rewards my friend….


Jeff : I would prefer to keep this relationship purely professional….. we’re not friends….

Ed gave a hearty laughed as he slapped his thigh and shook his cigar at me again, dropping ashes onto the study floor.


Ed : You’ve got balls….. you’ve got balls hahahahah… I like you…. I like you…. Haha…


I took a puff from my cigar and I asked Ed how does he want to deal.

Ed pulled a plain white card out from his pocket with a number and an email address on it.

Ed : We pay cash…. In any currency you like…. Just let us know where to wait for our ride across the border…..


Yiling stepped forward and took the card. That would guarantee a bonus and compliment from Owen for sure.

Yiling : Thank you Ed….. look forward to doing business with you….

Ed laughed and he appraised YIling’s body before looking at me.


Ed : You are a lucky man Benson… hahah…lucky man…. Benson Liu Guan Jun

I was puzzled as to why he said Benson’s full name but he quickly added that my Chinese name, Guan Jun translates to champion.
With his hands apart, Ed added that he looked forward to working with a champion.


Ed : Looking forward to a mutually rewarding relationship my friend… hahahah…

Ed stood up and so did i.

He came forward for a hug and I took it.

As our bodies part I looked at Ed and added with a smile.


Jeff : May I boldly ask then…. What is my new friend’s name ?

Ed’s eyes widened in surprise before he laughed heartily, his expression a mix of amusement and new found curiosity.

Ed : You can call me ED…….but my friends….…. My friends call me Chan…..

Jeff : oh….. Ed Chan ..


I walked Ed to the study’s door and opened it.


Right before he stepped out, he formally introduced himself.

Ed : My name…. is Edward……….. Fernando …………..Chan…..


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[ilikeoldchangke]

Thank you for reading my work.

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I hope you enjoyed the updates so far.
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James

[starling1]

Will be waiting for your next update

[unlove]

HOLY SHITTTTT! EDWARD FERNANDO CHAN! WP bro ILOCK

[Tai_zi21]

Thanks for the update my fav writer

[hawkeye007]

Originally Posted by unlove

HOLY SHITTTTT! EDWARD FERNANDO CHAN! WP bro ILOCK

Hey bro, can u enlighten me on who is Edward Fernando Chan? I suppose it’s probably one of the characters in his past stories but I honestly have forgotten...

Thanks in advance!