Titles of a longer length release will be marked with (LL) at the back of it’s title. (LL) titles span between 2-4 releases. The longer length allows for better character development and more detailed scenes for build up.

The flat opposite James’ unit has been empty for months. Then out of the blue, the renovations began and there was a flurry of activity across his home. James did not get to meet his new neighbours even after renovations was completed and the contractors vacated the unit. When Liting and her husband finally move in, James is immediately intrigued by her beauty and youthful energy. Their interactions start off casual but gradually become more charged with unspoken tension. As Liting’s husband becomes increasingly absent and abusive, James seizes the opportunity to grow closer to Liting. Initially it was for the sex and excitement, then comes a greater purpose. Causing a divorce between Wei and Liting, so James could have Liting all to himself.

*This is a 2 part series*

I was one of the first to move into my 2 bedroom BTO flat in Punggol. I chose a stack facing the sea at the corner of the development because i wanted the privacy. My parents commented it was too far away from the LRT station and amenities but i’m fine with it.

I’m single, with no plans to settle down, all i needed was the quiet and peace to work on my stories.

In my late 30s, i’m sort of semi-retired with several fiction titles under my belt. While they are not New york times best sellers, they are frequently available at the usual book stores in Singapore. In fact, you walk into Popular, you can see my work in the top 10 shelf.

I got lucky when one of my story has been chosen by the ministry of education as part of the reading material for students in secondary school. I also guest write articles for blogs and sites every once in a while. As impressive as it may sound, my day job barely pays the bills, which is why i have another gig. Writing erotica online as a ghost writer.

I’ll write the story, edit it and sell it to writers who have their own site so they can sell it. In return, i get a cut of their earnings every month on top of the initial lump sum payment.

A few years into that, i’ve made a few good friends who are erotic writers themselves. The recurring income from erotic writing works out to be about 1.5k a month. I draw a salary of 1.8k from my day job of writing and publishing my own books. It’s not a lot, but in case you have yet to notice, you don’t exactly make a lot as a writer in Singapore.

My big break however, came from a TOTO lottery winning many years ago. One that i did not tell anyone about, not even my parents. No, it’s not some CNY new year reunion angbao draw. No special snowball amount of 10 million or tickets from some super Huat Singapore pool outlet.

It was just a regular ticket bought from a neighbourhood shop.

The prize was only 600000 then.

I was the sole winner with a $1 ticket. When i collected the winnings, it was for a total of, $733234.

I was only 26 years old then doing a part time Diploma in investment. Over a decade, i double the 700k to almost 1.5m. Half of it in the 3 local banks, the other half in Reits. With a average of 6.5-7k in dividend income a month, i was set for life.

The unit opposite my 2 room flat is a 4 room flat. It was left empty for a while and i thought it was some left over unit. Then one day, contractors came in and a flurry of activity began.

Every morning, without fail, the sound of hammers and drills would pull me out of my thoughts. I’d sit at my desk, staring at the blank page on my laptop, and wonder who was moving in. Will it be a family? A young couple? I hope it will be a young couple. Families can be noisy at times and i need the peace and quiet to write, I’d grown used to the quiet.

Every now and then, i’ll peek out of the peephole when i hear commotion outside.

I’d seen the workers coming and going—paint cans, furniture, the occasional delivery of appliances. But the owners remained a mystery.

Until one evening, as I returned from a walk around the estate, I saw her.

She was standing in the corridor, directing a deliveryman carrying a large box. Her dark hair was tied up in a loose bun, a few strands framing her face. She wore a simple pastel blue cropped top and grey cotton shorts, but there was something about her that made her stand out.

The delivery guy brought the big box into the house and quickly left, leaving several smaller boxes outside the door.

I was immediately struck by her looks. She’s not super model hot, but she definitely has that innocent girl next door vibe men likes. No fake lashes, no thick makeup, just that subtle beauty like a good bottle of wine, one that will age well.

Maybe it was the way she carried herself, with a quiet grace that seemed to command attention.

I slowed my steps, pretending to fumble with my keys as I watched her. She turned, catching my eye, and for a brief moment, I felt as if she could see right through me. Then she smiled, a small, polite curve of her lips.

Liting : Hi.

James : Hello. I’m James. Welcome to the block. Need a hand with that?

Liting : Thank you, but I think we’ve got it covered.

James : We?

Liting : My husband. He’s just inside.

As if on cue, a man appeared in the doorway—tall, with a hostile look and an air of formality. He nodded at me.

Wei : Thanks, but we’re fine.

I shrugged, flashing my most disarming smile.

James : No problem. Ermm…i didn’t get your names.

Wei : Why? Why do you want to know?

James : err…because we are neighbours? Relax bro, i’m just being neighbourly.

Wei gave me a look that oozes insecurity and unhappiness. I could tell he’s upset that i was talking to his wife and being the fucker that i am, i was even more determined to ruffle his feathers.

Liting : I’m Liting…and this is my husband Wei…

Wei : let’s go in…now…

Liting gave me an apologetic smile before following her husband inside. I lingered for a moment, my gaze lingering on the closed door.

Then suddenly, i heard shouts from inside the house.

Wei was the one shouting and kicking up a big fuss about Liting talking to another man.

‘WHY DID YOU TALK TO HIM!’

‘He’s just a neighbour…’

‘I DON’T LIKE THE WAY HE LOOKS AT YOU!’

‘Wei can you don’t overthink everything…and lower your voice…he might hear…’

‘DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A FUCK IF HE HEARS US!’

‘you’re being unreasonable!’

‘I’M NOT DONE TALKING. COME BACK HERE!…’

Staring at the shut door, i could feel a smile appearing on my face as i turned away.

Oh Liting.

There was something about her—something that made me want to know more.

I want to know everything about Liting and Wei.

What happens behind closed doors ?

What goes on beneath the sheets?

How Liting will look like without her clothes on?

And if she is having trouble with her marriage, maybe, just maybe.

I might be able to help her get out of it.

Hello Liting.

coming soon