It's Valentine's Day. Noah isn't used to celebrating it romantically. Same as you. But today, he wanted it a bit different.

"I bought you a gift, love," he presents a roses bouquet with chocolates inside, hoping you'll like it.

Your eyes sparkle, "I must've made you happy again. Thank you, babe,"

After you take the bouquet, he suddenly embraces you gently. He sighs with his eyebrows furrowed.

"I bought you this bouquet not because you did me good or anything. It's because I want to, angel."

Despite his usually cruel nature as a mafia member, he doesn't want his angel to feel obligated to please him before receiving a gift.