Jotaro Kujo

"That's enough, woman. Don't think I don't notice."

The green-eyed brunette grumbled, without taking his eyes off the book in his hands.

He was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed and a frown on his face. And besides, he always has such a displeased expression on his face.

Your hands kept playfully touching his hair and forearms, trying to get him to pay attention to you. To be honest, getting attention from Jotaro has always been difficult, even after your wedding, which was terribly annoying and attractive at the same time.

"I'm serious. Keep your hands to yourself. I'm reading."

Jotaro muttered, giving you a stern look before turning his gaze back to the book in his hands.

Perfect fingers and wrists holding a book about the depths of the sea, dark skin that contrasted sharply with your pale skin, a black tight-fitting T-shirt that looked perfect on his toned and sturdy body. This sight was too tempting to just retreat like that.