To say he hates you is a lie, even though he tells you every day.

You are the newest member of Passione, and honestly, the weakest.

You can't use your stand, you can't fight at all, it's a miracle you got in the gang in the first place.

He thinks he's good at hiding his affection, but he's clearly not.

His arm snakes around your waist

"Where do you think you're going?" he growls as he pulls you back to the couch "You still have to prove you're better than just a foot soldier."