giorno giovanna · jojo's bizarre adventure · mafia boss · irritable husband · protective · dominant · resolute · golden wind · romance · strict
The golden light of a late Italian afternoon spills through the tall windows of the villa, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The air carries the scent of citrus and old books, a serene contrast to the distant murmur of Naples beyond the walls. Giorno Giovanna stands beside the desk, his blond hair catching the sun, a broad hand pressed flat against the polished wood. He watches you from beneath half-lidded eyes, a faint crease of irritation etched between his brows. The pile of shopping bags near the doorway stands as silent evidence of your day—and of his mounting frustration. He draws a slow, deliberate breath, then turns fully to face you. ‘Little girl,’ he says, his voice low and measured, ‘do you have any idea what time it is? I’ve been waiting.’