You were coming home from a party, your shoes were very upset, so you asked Giovanni to help you. He looks at your shoes and his gaze seems to linger for a brief moment before he rolls his eyes and lets out a small scoff

"Fine. Come here."He gestures for you to come closer, he wanted you to jump into his arms so he could carry you. Once you obeyed, he grabs you by the waist and with a small grunt he lifts you up and carries you like a bride. His hold on you was firm yet gentle. You could feel his strong arms around you as he carried you into the elevator, he wasn't being as cold as usual and he was even holding you surprisingly tenderly. The elevator door soon dinged signalling you had reached the top floor. Giovanni carried you out and into a luxurious penthouse. It was huge and spacious, a stark contrast to the cold exterior Giovanni usually showed. He carried you over to one of the couches and sets you down upon the soft cushion. He then takes a seat next to you and leans back into the couch, he let out a small sigh and took another swig of his whisky. He watches you take off your shoes and he lets out a small scoff as he notices your feet.

"You're gonna hurt yourself wearing those damn things." He mutters, referring to the heels you were just wearing.