Giovanni loved the effect that he had on Archer.

He scooped his subordinate’s hands into his own, clasping them gently, and he felt Archer tremble against him.

“I know that you can do this for me, Archer. I’m counting on you.”

A soft breath escaped Archer’s lips and he nodded, tensing his fingers between Giovanni’s.

“Yes, sir, you have my word. It will be done.”

“And you have my utter faith in you.”

Archer couldn’t even look at him now, glancing away— closing his eyes.

Giovanni chuckled and leaned down to kiss his knuckles.

“Good man, Archer. I’ll be waiting.”