His raven hair was slicked back with water droplets covering his muscular body. His V line was visible due to his swimming trunks being lowered. You were alone with a guy around your age at the hotel swimming pool. You didn’t know who he was and it wasn’t like you were complaining anyway.
In the morning you had a 12hr flight to head back home. Thus you came down by the pool remembering the highlights of your calming vacation. Boy were you glad you listened to yourself, because the possibility of being alone with a hot guy is rare. It definitely put the icing on the cake to the end of your trip.
Apprehensive to make the first move the two of you were at a distance, exchanging wondering gazes. It was as though the both of you were communicating non verbally. You felt he was trying to make you comfortable softening his eyes whenever yours lock with his.
You sat by the pool with your feet dipped in the blue crystalline waters. Back and forth you kicked distracting yourself from the heat created below your stomach. Desperately, you wanted to say something and hopefully get his phone number, but the moment you open your mouth another voice was heard.
It had to be his grandfather who lectured him about being out this late. With a long sigh your crush exit the swimming pool showcasing what he fully looked like.
Right before he disappeared into the hotel lobby you noticed a purple star birth mark on his shoulder. Forever giving him the nickname “Star boy”, whom you never saw again..
For a few weeks now you and Jotaro would work out at your local gym together. A requirement for the speedwagon foundation to build up your body’s endurance. Nothing too major. Jotaro’s main reason of being there was to report back you were exercising affectively and to emotionally support you. As time progressed you noticed Jotaro would actions were slightly different. While running on the treadmill you noticed how he’d stood behind you..just observing. Water bottle in his  dominant hand as he took a sip, eyes still on you. Now, you guys weren’t necessarily a couple nor strangers. You’ve known Jotaro since the journey to Egypt and joined the crew based on your stand abilities. There have been a multiple altercations were he hinted in taking a liking into you.
Yes, he’s a good looking guy and has the qualities you wanted from a future partner. But, he was your only friend, what if things didn’t workout? You both found comfort in one another..why mess that up?
However, you needed definite answer: ‘is he really looking at my ass?’
You slowed down the mph on the treadmill, now you weren’t technically running but walking at a fast pace. “Care to join me?”
You offered pointing at the machine next to you. You turn your head behind you, which confirm your thought. ‘He is looking at my ass’ Jotaro eyes did not meet yours like they usually would. Rather they reflected the movement of your hips. Your felt your face burn up with your heart beat increased by the second. Swiftly, you return your head back to its proper position with your eye balls damn near popping out of their sockets.
‘Should I make mention of it? Leave it alone? What if he gets mad..maybe there’s something on my leggings and he’s about to tell me’
These are the thoughts your mind conjured up, try to understand his motive. Then again it’s Jotaro, he’s isn’t the type to talk much but observes his surroundings and makes it a mental note for later. Normally he hates it when other people stares at him so why would he reciprocate the same?
“Hey..umm not trying to be awkward or anything, but why are you staring at me. It’s a little uncomfortable,” You stated after turning off the treadmill standing in front of him. Glaring you up and down he smirked.
“Because I like what I see,” With that he walked away, giving you a full view of his back muscles. One of your selfish benefits of working out with Jotaro, is the fact he showed more skin. In Egypt his gakuran rarely came off, and Joesph prohibited the opposite sexs sharing a room. The Joestar “gentleman way” as he would call it.
So after being in college for a few years Jotaro started to come out of his shell. And boy you weren’t complaining. No hat neither?! He was a walking buffet that you’d never become full. Dumbfounded you remained there butterflies swarming in your stomach. Hot and bothered was the tip of the iceberg of how you were feeling, until you felt your phone buzz.
Over and over you’ve read that text. And yet it never changed. Consistent flirting and eyeing each other this was bound to happen but AT THE FUCKING GYM?! But being young and horny..you went.
“SHIT! If I would’ve know you were—Nngh~ this tight I would’ve fucked you back in Egypt,” He whispered in your ear, fucking you against the shower wall.
His tight grip underneath your thigh held you close to him. The strokes were deep hitting every spot of your womb perfectly. “Seems like this pussy was tailor made for me huh,” Jotaro slammed into you harder than usual this time causing a high pitch moan to escape your lips.
“Good girl,” He began sucking your neck all while maintaining a stable pace. Being a quick learner that he is, jotaro found your sweet spot and no time you melted in his arms. In pleasure you clawed fine lines down Jotaro’s back. You would think he’d hissed at the pain but it only boosted his ego knowing he can make a slut out of you.
“Tell me how much you love this dick stuffing your hole,” Before you could utter a single word he grabbed you by the throat and roughly tongued you. Just minutes prior you were fully clothed not having a clue Jotaro was this capable of fucking you so good. If Joesph did not have those gender rules you’d probably would be pregnant after the end of the trip.
Suddenly, the door to the communal showers open and someone came in. But did that stop Jotaro? No. In fact, he began to rub your clit while simultaneously  stimulating your G spot.
“AHHH FFFUCCKK~” You whimpered, squirting all over Jotaro’s fingers.
“You can’t be serious in a communal bathroom?!” You both heard the unknown person groan in disgust. Sucking your juices off his fingers Jotaro eyebrows furrowed. Utilizing his strength Jotaro raised you up, that way your dripping pussy was in his face.
“She can be a lot louder than that,” And nonetheless Jotaro proceeded to eat you out. Your thighs trembled, toes curled and screams were shouted. It might’ve been your imagination but you could’ve sworn you heard someone shouted; “Enjoy yourself girl,”
Jotaro was picasso at eating your pussy, he didn’t  primarily focus on toying with your clit. But, tongue fucked, slurped, and even made out with your pussy. Each time you came Jotaro fingered as well as sucked on your nipples. Eventually, the unknown person stormed out cursing underneath their  breath.
“I-I can’t,” You spoke completely wore out.
“I haven’t fucked you from behind yet,” He placed you down, lifting your right leg up. “Ready?”
Hello, I have been looking at your publications and without a doubt I loved them, I saw that the request are open, so ... can you do a Joot part 6 with a university student? That includes DDLG and BDSM, please? I personally love Jotaro being so dominant but sweet with his baby girl, thanks for taking my request <3
I hope you like it!! <3
ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴅᴀᴅᴅʏ’ꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ| ᴊᴏᴛᴀʀᴏ x ᴀꜰᴀʙ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ| 18+
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ᴅᴅʟɢ, в∂ѕм, ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ, ɴꜱꜰᴡ
First semester back it everything was a living hell for you. You felt as though you were drowning with no lifeguard to aid in your struggle. You eyes were puffy with dark bags underneath, mentally drained was the tip of the iceberg on how you were feeling. It was only the first month and you were already behind. No money, no friends, just you suffering in silence..alone. However, there was one thing that’ll take your mind off of things, attending biology class.
It wasn’t the easiest in the world but your professor was the most understanding about your scenario. One evening he called you to speak to him after class, your body shivered. Dr.Kujo was known throughout the campus as “ZTFBS”.
Zero tolerance for bullshit.
No extra credit it, he wouldn’t round up your grade, if it’s late, 10 points will be taken off. Trying to plead your case? Useless. His stone cold glare will be enough to not approach him. Pretty sure sleeping him wouldn’t accomplish anything.
“How come I haven’t received homework from you? I hope you understand there aren’t any short cuts in adulthood,” He said sternly peeking over his reading glasses. Your tongue was tied, thinking whatever comes out would be considered as an excuse. Biting your bottom lip, you choose the safe route, and express to him everything. From your parents divorced impacting the financial aspects to hearing your roommate moaning at 3am.
Well..you shouldn’t have said that last part but you were transparent with him. Hoping in return some sort of assistance.
“I appreciate you being vulnerable about your situation..I’ll see what I can do,”
“Really?!” You shouted in disbelief causing him to squint. You forgot, on the first day he stated that his earsdrums were sensitive due to a gun shot sound, back in the 80’s.
“Good grief reframe from any loud disbursements when talking to me and yes..my only condition is for you help me grade other students course work. You may leave now,”
Less than 24 you witness a miraculous change. First, arrived a box filled with textbooks, along with extra supplies. By the glossy cover you could tell these were new, not the used ones you saw on eBay. A smile extending ear to ear appeared on your face knowing some of your problems were solved. It didn’t end there. As for the second “miracle” all of your Professors prolonged your homework due date, saying they received an news about your books arriving.
“Study hard miss Y/n,” Professor Kakyoin waved you off after history class. Strange..normally he doesn’t say much to you.
Saving the best for last, your refund check was deposit into your bank account. Based on the letter you received financial aid you were supposed to get three thousand. Then how come it double the original amount? You mind couldn’t help but to wonder to yesterday’s Conversation with Dr.Kujo.
‘I’ll see what I can do,’ Six words that instantly solved your issues in a short period of time. Maybe he isn’t that bad as people say he is.
As agreed today’s before, you were on your way to Professor Kujo’s office. In your hands you carried a small gift. A simple gesture showing your appreciation for his selfless acts.
“What is this?” He raised his eyebrow inquiring for you to explain; what a golden box with a glitter bow on top..was doing on his desk.
“My way of saying thank you,” With a nervous smile you replied back rethinking your decision. He scoffed bring the box close to him.
“I didn’t do it just so you’ll spend your money on me. To show your gratitude please give me your homework in class tomorrow,” He paused looking up to meet your gaze. Your eyes were no longer drenched in sorrow, since you weren’t as stressed. Your skin glowed, meaning your were getting adequate amount of sleep and water. And for once your outfit didn’t look thrown together. Maybe a little help was all you need..
“Umm Professor?” You call on his name a third time handing over your homework. “I thought I’d be easier to give you this now. Oh! And yes it all the ones I haven’t turn in since the semester,”
“Add it to the pile..thank you..for the gift I meant,” For some reason he tilted his cap, it didn’t fit “the  strict persona” he was going for. Getting to know or seeing teachers was always amusing. Regular people who’ve decided to teach the next generation.
In the gift, in which you bought him contained a coffe mug with the words “sorry is my teaching interrupting your conversation” written and a dolphin brooch. Things you knew he’d enjoy.
The duration of the two of you in his office was quite nice. He allowed you to talk, which was a first for you. You usually bottle everything up not wanting to intensify the situation. Rubbing your thigh gently Jotaro attempt to soothe you. He noticed how your eyes were becoming watery while explaining your troubles at home.
“If he hadn’t cheated and filed for a divorce..mom wouldn’t gone into depression making it hard to cover our basic needs,” By the trembling anger in your voice, it was obvious your father wasn’t supporting you. He too was in a similar situation but that’ll be a discussion for another time. As of right now all on Jotaro’s mind was to comfort you.
“Come with me,” He muttered close to the shell of you ear. Hating to admit you did, somewhat, enjoy the tingling sensation. Your body did too, not understanding your dynamic with Jotaro your nipples harden. You cursed at yourself for having these feelings for him, but what 40 year old looks this good? A brief second you glimpse at his left had. No ring.
Pulling you to the campus cafe, Jotaro sighed forgetting the closing hours. The cafe was open from 6 a.m. to 9 p.m., however it was well pass that time. All he wanted was to feed you, and that way maybe your mood would change. A nurturing remedy his mom would provide whenever he wasn’t his best.
“Let me treat you a home cook meal,” Not knowing how to express himself  affectively, it sounded more so like a command. He said it the same way as his mother would and yet it wasn’t the same. Luckily to his dismay, you agreed.
From stepping into his house and sitting in his car, you realize one thing about Jotaro. Being a marine biologist and college Professor pays well. It explained how he could afford those designer suits he’d wear, along with his fresh and spicy cologne. You were in awe particularly when he removed his coat of his body. His chest was broad and wide, that your eyes couldn’t help but stare. He rolled his selves exhibited his forearm..giving you a glimpse on his muscular body.
“Like something you see?” Jotaro asked turning on the stove. Even though his back was faced to you, by the alluring tone is voice you knew he was smirking.
“Oh umm yes..the interior of your home is lovely,” You played it safe looking in another direction. In response he chuckled, peeking his turquoise orbs to you. He knew you were lying, and there was no way of you denying it.
You cleared your throat wanting to change the subject before a second heart becomes unbearable. “So what are you making,” Not saying a word he motion for you to stand beside him. At first you were hesitant..however you began to smell, garlic, tomatoes, and heavy cream. All combined together creating a delicious aroma that carried you over to him.
“Open up,” In front of you Jotaro held a fork with a small amount of his dish. You obliged and opened wide enough. “It’s Penne alla vodka..a Italian dish,” You weren’t expecting it to melt on your taste buds the way it did. The authentic taste of the pasta and tomato’s drove your palette insane. As well the pungent flavor of the garlic mix with heavy cream. Maybe it was a good thing the cafe closed..
“You should’ve went to culinary school because that was too good Professor!” You exclaimed sneaking another bite.
“Jotaro..we’re outside of class,” You felt your cheeks burning given the opportunity to say it first name.
“J-Jotaro..” you mumbled quietly while some of the sauce dripped from your mouth. Using his thumb he wiped off the excise traveling down to your chin. In a low hum Jotaro sucked on his thumb tasting the sauce as well.
“Needs more pepper,”
~✨
Serving the dish Jotaro poured himself a glass of red wine. You couldn’t help but to eye his beverage like a lost puppy. He did give you a soda to drink so you shouldn’t be complaining. However, him sitting there looking rather desirable made you want whatever he put his lips on.
“Come here if you want some,” He bending his index finger once more you walked over to him. As the good girl you were you obeyed. Jotaro snaked his hand around your waist bringing you closer to him. Hinting for you to sit on his lap. It didn’t bother you one bit since that this point your body’s urges was taking over. You sat directly on his groin as Jotaro brought the glass to your lips.
“You wanted it that bad huh?” He praised as you took a big gulp of the wine. “Sallow it all Angel fish,” When you were done things felt a little warm. Was it the pool between your legs or the buzz from the wine. No matter because that happened next was all of your control.
Jotaro locked his lips with yours grabbing ahold of your ass and giving it a squeeze. You dissolve in his strong arms slipping your tongue in his mouth. In the middle of the kiss he smirked knowing how bad you wanted him.
He ended the kiss, salivating on the wine the two of you exchanged. “Mmm~ Was it good princess?”
“Yess it was daddy,” You began rubbed on yourself. In doing so you created a wet spot on Jotaro’s pants. You were too horny and tipsy to feel embarrassed, instead with your hips you grind on the spot. It was in the middle between his legs, so in doing so you were pleasuring him at the same time.
“Angel fish..” He called you. “You just can’t make a mess on daddy and not be punished. Good girls clean up after themselves,” He whispered sucking down on your neck. You whined feeling him move to another room.
“Noo daddy please!” Jotaro undress you bit by bit, leaving you fully naked with a dripping cunt. Easily  accessible your fingers played with your swollen clit. Watch seemed to anger Jotaro.
“Get your hands off my pussy,” He insisted harshly pulling you close to him. “Buutt daddy its aching,” You moaned squirming around. Using his strength Jotaro flipped you on your stomach roughly. The bed creaked as he sat up tying something behind your back.
“Be a good Angel fish and listen to me okay? I want you to help me count to five..you’re a smart girl can you do it?” You nodded with your face pressed in the  mattress, ass faced to Jotaro it gave it a loud smack.
“FUUUCKK! Daddy no please,” You yelped moving your hips away from him. “I promise to listen,” You pleaded as he walked away. He wasn’t gone long since brought back toys with him. Sitting you up he blindfolded your eyes and inserted a gag ball in your mouth. That way your screams were muffled and you couldn’t see when he’d slap your ass.
“Ready?” Without you knowing he held a wooden paddle striking your bottom. By the time he was finished your butt was red and screaming with agony. Your body trembled underneath him, a job well done in his eyes.
“Such a big girl,” He cooed rubbing your bruised ass. “I know that pussy of yours is waiting to be filled up with my cock,” You whimpered wanted some sort of pleasure.
Zipping his pants Jotaro pulled out his length giving it a few pumps. The anticipation was killing you, if your arms weren’t tied you’ve put it inside immediately. No preparation Jotaro eased himself inside you. Your walls struggled to stretch because of your tight little pussy. So instead Jotaro shoved himself all the way in one go. Despite having the gag hindering your speech you screamed loudly.
“Aww baby I’m sorry,” He pressed kisses in your back. “I know daddy is big but you take it, okay princess,” You nodded with tears staining your plushy cheeks. Long slow strokes Jotaro fucked, it hit your cervix time and time again. You couldn’t take it, so in the middle of a thrust you tired to escape Jotaro’s grabs. And each time he brought you back slamming himself back in. Your wet cunt continuously creamed on his dick, so much you covered it in white.
“Good girl keep creaming on this dick,” He encouraged seizing a great amount of your hair. Jotaro hands travel up your stomach to your breast giving those hard nipples of yours a pinch. You came right away, which was only 6 minutes since the two of you started.
“On you knees,” With a tight grip on your neck Jotaro muttered. Oh how you loved upsetting him. Somehow he becomes more attractive, so what’s wrong with pissing him off a little more. Moving your hips slightly you grind on his lap, enlarging the tent underneath his pants. Immediately, Jotaro shot you a glare raising his eyebrow. “You’re pushing my buttons Y/n,”He warned. Jotaro wasn’t any shape or form a “patient man”, whatever he wants he gets..simple. But you other than hand enjoy teasing allowing his anger to build up. Which it would in no time.
“Aww you’re upset? Not getting what you want must really sucks,” In the matter of seconds Jotaro’s lips smashed into yours. The kiss was intoxicating to the point your eyes rolled back. What made him a good kisser wasn’t because of his lips or how desperate he wanted you. By the way he held your body close to his. You were able to smell his cologne, feel his fingers explore other parts of your body, to top it all off. The soft murmurs he’ll let vibrate against your lips. Every time he’d do it, your pussy would whine in wanting actual pleasure.
In the process of moving things to bedroom Jotaro held onto you and thrust his hips towards yours. Making sure he purposely bumped into your clit. Reaching the bed he broke off the kiss, throwing your onto the soft mattress. You gasped in shock of his sudden rough nature.
“Get over here,” He motioned with finger. Like a bitch in heat you crawled over to him with mouth savoring for what’s about to happen next. Jotaro unbuckled himself only allowing his dick to spring free. Precum spewed from the tip which drove you insane. Stuffing your full mouth of his cock was something you craved for. To not only to satisfy him but to have his seed slide down your throat and in your stomach. However, rather sucking him off you titled your head with a  devious smirk. Using your non verbals to break him even further.
“Fine by me then,” Grabbing your jaw he pushed cheeks forcing your mouth to open. A small opening is all he needed to fuck your face.Just a few inches down your throat you sobbed saying it was too much and that you could barely breathe. This fell on deaf ears since Jotaro grew tired of your brattyness. 
“Take this dick like a good little slut,” He grunted fucking your pretty little face. The pace was so violent your mascara stained your cheeks by the relentless tears you produce. No matter how much you focus your throat muscles you continuously choked on Jotaro’s dick.
“Face down ass up, now!” He demanded stripping your clothes off your body.
“What about a condom? what if I become—AH~!” Without any preparation Jotaro slid himself into you. No condom, just the juices of your mouth and cunt.
“Stop bitching and take it,” He slapped your ass making sure it left a mark. You gripped the sheets like your life depended on it. There was no escape he held on your hips vigorously. You felt helpless in a good way, having no choice but to endure a thick cock pounding into you was surely a blessing. Especially by Jotaro Kujo.
"Ooh Fuck!~ I cant take it, Jotaro please!” You begged between moans. Again your wish wasn’t heard as Jotaro put your arms against your back. The sounds of skin slapping increased. Along with pound you to oblivion Jotaro’s balls repeatedly assaulted your clit. Badly you wanted to rub it but the stoic man above wouldn’t be letting go anytime soon.
“Daddy pleassee let me rub my clit~” You begged once more but this time you threw in his pet name.
“SHUT UP,” He yelled stuffing his fingers in your mouth all while hitting your G spot. You were about to cum, nothing to hold on nor able to touch your clit. All you could do in that moment was endure each time his cock would slide in out of you. Cohesively you both moaned finally able to cum. Coming down from your high Jotaro filled you up with his seed, enough to swell your stomach.
“What bath soap scent do you want?” He asked sincerely as if he wasn’t mercilessly fucking you.
“Lavender,” And with that he scooped you up and ran a bath for the both of you. Later on in the week Jotaro received numerous noise complaints from that night.
ᴘᴀʀᴛ 2: ᴍᴀꜰɪᴀ ᴀᴜ! ᴄᴀᴘᴏ ᴊᴏᴛᴀʀᴏ x ᴄʀɪᴍɪɴᴀʟ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ| 18+
ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢ: ɴꜱꜰᴡ, ꜱᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴꜱ
ᴛᴇʀᴍɪɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏꜰ ᴘʀᴇɢɴᴀɴᴄʏ
Part 1: Reunion
Art:@/oootatsumiooo on Twitter
Home, a place of solitude and confinement. Where you’re able to naturally be you without a care in the world. A space to escape from your troubles, especially at any given moment your secret could be exposed. You live in a small isolated town, anything too extraordinary would blow your identity. You’d socialize from time to time but hosting events at your home? Too risky. Small talk will suffice, that way if police start asking questions fingers wouldn’t be pointing at you. And besides it’s not like you tell everyone you were an assassin. An occupation and you had no choice but to give up on. 
Long before your jewelry thieving days your family were known as assassins..well mainly your father. Your mother, as most wives, didn’t know about her husband’s second life. For years he maintained a stable work and home life, something assassins have a hard time balancing the two. That all came to an end once your father had been killed. His body was reported dead right before your parents anniversary. All of this came to a complete shock to your mother and she ended up dying months later. You weren’t necessarily alone since your father’s name held value and fear unto others. Associates of your father’s looked after you, taking you up under their wing.
Ultimately, this lure you to the Joestars. Not for any vengeance purposes but for a job offer. This led to a beautiful business relationship blossoming throughout the city of Opal. Despite age differences, races, and religious background; you, Joesph, Avdol, Kakyoin, Polnareff and Jotaro become the thickest of thieves. You once thought killing destroyed you your family but yet again it brought forth genuine relationships..as fucked up as it sounds. The ones closest to your age; Jotaro and Kakyoin immediately took a liking to you. Being the only teenagers in a violent organization was comforting, knowing you had someone a shoulder to lean on. As time grew on you and Jotaro started spending quality time alone..It wasn’t like you didn’t enjoy Kakyoin’s occasional flirting but Jotaro was a drug to you. One time was all he need to get you hooked.
In the back on Joesph’s Bentley the two of you went at it. And once the backseats where getting worn down his mother’s house was the next best option. There the two of you explored your own sexual desires; Jotaro loved when you pegged him. His dick would harden at the idea you topping him. He adored when you pound him in the bed as the headboard collide against the wall.
“Jotarooo honey is everything alright?” Holly asked a bit worried about her 19 year old son. Grabbing ahold of his length you rubbed him up and down, whispered dirty words in his ear.
“Tell her that you’re being fucked in the ass with a strap on..I think she’d be pleased~”
“Fuckk youu~” He slurred just so that only you heard him.
As for you, the feeling of you being caught or almost caught turned you on. Or if Jotaro put a vibrator deep in your cunt while at the dinner table.
“What’s the matter Y/n? You’re not making any sense?” Same as Holly, Polnareff inquired during a love making session. You gripped on your fork as you felt Jotaro hand sliding down your panties.
“Good grief, you bitched how hungry you were and now look at you,” Jotaro complained toying with your clit. You shoot him a death glare which seem normal to the rest of the group. As pay back from pegging him he kicked your chair pushing the vibrator even deeper. It stimulated your G spot so much you accidentally let out a wail.
Bringing you back to reality you felt a small tug from your pants leg. You looked down meeting a pair of green shiny eyes, innocently staring back at you.
Jolyne Kujo; the byproduct of the affair between you and Jotaro. Her birthmark on her back was all you needed to confirm who are father was.
Did he know? No.
Should you tell him? Of course not.
Do you feel guilty not giving Jolyne an opportunity to meet her father? Everyday yes. It ate you up inside since you just saw him days ago.
This wasn’t your choice.
“Based on what Kakyoin already told me you’re 7 weeks pregnant..do you know how detrimental this is?” Never has Joesph been this serious. You always viewed as the fun loving grandfather all these years. What happened??
“I’m an adult so is Jotaro, we can handle—”
“I guess he didn’t tell you,” Joesph cut you off rubbing his temple. The room was heavy, letting you know there’s something wrong. “He’s getting married..well it’s an arrange marriage,”
“What the fuck?!” You jumped up from your seat, slamming your palms against the table. “And none of you fuckers told me?!”
“It’s business nothing personal,” Joesph stated keeping his composure. “I know it’s a rather difficult  decision but aborting the baby would be best,”
As if your blood wasn’t boiling enough Joesph had to  intensify it. Never did your mind wondered in that direction. And even if you did, it’s your body! The sudden urge to throw up crawled up your esophagus, you weren’t sure if it was from your pregnancy or showcase how enrage you were.
“Did you give Tomoko that same option? Because I’m pretty sure Holly isn’t your only child,” Blinded by pure bloodlust you held a dagger between your fingers. Joesph had better chose his words carefully or his deceased Italian friend would be the next thing he’ll see.
“What if I pay you fifty million dollars to do whatever you want? Keep the baby I don’t care..just leave,” Leave? Just like that? As if those years..being  vulnerable? Seeing him as a father figure? Negotiating business proposals..means nothing to him. A spec of dust in the wind, forever forgotten..You swallow the aching lump in your throat, verbally you wanted to break him.
“Is that all? DIO wanted to steal your families riches for a reason..fifty million is all you can provide?” Sitting on top of his desk you pulled the dagger, placing it directly under his neck. “I’m a valuable ally and carrying the next joestar so pissing me off will cost you..make it a half a billion, do we got a deal Joesph?~”
“..Yes..”
~✨
Despite the odds you found your happiness, in order for it to remain this way assassination had to be left behind. A hard decision fabricated by the unfortunate events of your past. Now you were given a chance to do it all over, to not repeat your parents mistakes. Eventually you’ll tell Jolyne the truth but for right now she was your escape from reality. Coming home to her every day held importance in your twisted heart. Who knew motherhood could change you.
“Goodnight my little butterfly..sweet dreams” You press a kiss on Jolyne’s miniature forehead. Belly full of baby food she slept on her stomach knocked out. Her light snores reminded you of Jotaro, only when he was exhausted you’d hear him snore. Little similarities such as these sadden you. Jolyne was Jotaro’s  carbon copy, from the appearance to her temper. What almost two year old damn near destroys the house, all for a cookie?? Then again it could be terrible two’s sprinkle in there.
9:47 p.m on a Thursday you open the doors to your home. It wasn’t to lead in a cool breeze or draw forth unwanted insects. Doing things just for the hell of it wasn’t your style, the situation had to benefit you immensely in order for it work out. So why was Noriaki Kakyoin entering your home this late? Potential booty call? Far from it. The mass majority of your pregnancy he was there, aiding you through the highs and lows.
But wasn’t he the one who ratted you out to Joesph? He was going to find out anyway so why not rip the Band-Aid off completely. 
“Thought we discuss stealing the necklace was a risky move,”
“Nooo, those were your words not mine,”
“Wished you’ve listen because Jotaro wants to see you,” Kakyoin sigh handing his phone over to you.
“Fuck I look like, Joesph??” You threw his phone back to him hissing in annoyance. “He paid me to keep quiet, I’m not about to risk Jolyne’s life for this shit,”
“You’re aware this is Jotaro we’re talking about right? Sniffs out bullshit like a sixth senes,” You laughed half heartedly, there was no need to disagree with that statement.  As much as you hate to acknowledge it. “Just talk to him over dinner, and I’ll watch his lookalike for you,” You elbowed his side playfully at his shady comment. “and besides..I knnnoooowww you have a killer dress you’ve been dying to wear,” Damn his proposal did sound nice, nights out were rare especially after having Jolyne.
