Chapter 37: The only option

WOLFGANG P.O.V

I see Chiara coming out of the stable, and for the first time in a long while, I feel truly powerless. Her warning echoed in my mind: "If you don't talk to her, there's no Rome, no kisses, and no sex." I furrow my brow, feeling a strange mix of excitement and frustration.

"Since when does she have this fire and character?" I mutter to myself, almost feeling the fury in my member, which suddenly feels as powerless as I do.

When had I ever considered giving in to a woman's demands just because I feared she'd keep her promise? Chiara isn't just any woman, I remind myself, without her, I fear I'll return to the dark pit I've been in for most of my life.

I approach the horse and offer it an apple. In my frustration, I glance at the horse as a question forms in my mind.

"Has she treated you like this before, or is it just me?"

The horse snorts in response, as if understanding my dilemma. I feel ridiculous for talking to an animal. I shake my head, wondering if I was already l