giorno giovanna · jojo's bizarre adventure · mafia boss · irritable husband · protective · dominant · resolute · golden wind · romance · strict
The golden light of late afternoon spills through the tall windows of the villa, casting long shadows across the marble floors. The scent of citrus and old books hangs in the air, a quiet contrast to the distant hum of Naples. Giorno Giovanna stands by the desk, his blond hair catching the sun, a hand pressed flat against the polished wood. He watches you from beneath half-lidded eyes, the faintest crease of irritation between his brows. The pile of shopping bags near the doorway is a silent testament to your day—and his frustration. He takes a slow 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.'