Collection of sin - Officer Wang's secret fantasies (ZhanYi-FF)

My super special all inclusive holiday -Part one

A/N: This book includes only Wang Yi Bo's pov as it is a collection of his dreams/fantasies, and all details are limited to his perception.

Mental protocol, entry 23, documenting the impending irreversible collapse of my mental state.

Dear diary:

It happened again.

IT happened again!

My body is betraying me to an extent that can be described as life-threatening! I can't take this anymore. Every night, the same torture. I feel drained, exhausted, dead tired! Every ounce of energy seems to get sucked out of my body. If this continues, I will have to face my probably deeply disappointed ancestors much sooner than I would like to.

What am I whining about again? You are belittling my sorrow as whining? Be a little bit more considerate you useless piece of paper or else you will be used for thermal waste reduction!

So what was I going to say before being so overly rudely interrupted? Ah, yes!

I dreamed again. This one specific dream that haunts me for the last two weeks. And on top of that, every single night! My brain seems to be in some kind of loop or my mental companions are just having fun tormenting me.

Well, I somehow feel option two seems more likely...

Perfect, now we've obviously reached the point where I can't even trust myself anymore.

But back to my main problem.

As if sleeping in one bed with Xiao Zhan isn't enough already... If this pestilence would let me even sleep... But now he is pestering me with his impudent, brazen and annoying presence in my sacred dreams, too. And every morning, I have to hide the result of this nightmare from the said pestilence to save my ass. Literally.

So you shameless readers, listen carefully to what I have to say! I bet you can't wait to see my ass being torn apart... again...

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I, Wang Yi Bo, was a humble, handsome man, successful in my job, proficient in various arts and long-term single as a pringle... ok scratch that, being single might not be that great achievement...

Anyway! I worked very hard, so in my opinion I definitely deserved a holiday. A few peaceful quiet days in the Mediterranean flair of Italian Tuscany to recharge his batteries to be precise.

No screaming people...

No pathetic, divorced, unsuccessful bosses who burden their subordinates with idiotic tasks just to bolster their damaged egos...

No stupid requests from brainless customers...

No human beings in general...

...No... Just me, the crystal clear sea, and a few "nice" books. Is there anything better?

And for this venture, I specifically chose a secluded beach house.

One that is very typical for this region. Built with a square floor plan, made of natural stone and clay and with a terrace overlooking the Mediterranean Sea.

No one, NO ONE, would disturb me here.

....or so I thought.

I had no idea what kind of "paradise" was waiting for me.

The first bad omen already showed up when I arrived. On my first day, when I reached my chosen domicile in the afternoon, my highly anticipated relaxation was put to the test in the form of the subordinate of the landlord who didn't leave me alone.