The Lost Mafia Principessa

Part 24

"Topolina we need to get up if you want to go to Mass." Raphael kisses her lightly trying to wake her.

"Mmm ok" she cuddles closer to him.

"I'll be more than happy to stay in bed with you Topolina but you insisted." He moves her hair out of her face.

"I know." She breathes into his chest and begins sitting up. She uses the bathroom and gets to the vanity and washes her face. She frowns at her hair when she notices it's unruly and she has nothing to fix it with. She's about to go find her purse and see if she has any hair ties when Raphael speaks up.

"There should be things in those drawers and under the sink for you."

She looks in the drawers hair tools and brushes, high end make up and so much more are organized in them. "Raphael this is too much." She breathes out exasperated.

"Mmm baby once again it's not enough." He comes up behind her and kisses her cheek. She curls her hair and does a minimal make up look and then makes her way to the closet. She pulls out a black dress and sports gold flats with the ensemble. Once dressed they leave. They walk a few blocks hand in hand to St. Patrick's Cathedral  when he stops. "Are you sure you don't want to show up with me?" He looks at her pouting.

"Yes I'm sure Raphael." She laughs. "Go on."

"Fine. Meet me at 54th and Madison once it's over." He kisses her hand and walks around the corner. She waits a bit and then suddenly she's joined with Gustavo.

"What's going on Andrea?" He asks her concerned.

"Oh Mass but we won't be sitting next to each other."

"Why? Is he trying to hide you?"

"Uh more like I'm trying to hide him." She smiles shyly at the ground.

"Por que?"

"I just don't want to be known as his just yet. Atleast not publicly. I mean I'm not single I'm with him. He's my boyfriend. I'm his. He's mine. I'm just not quite ready to be known in New York as his girlfriend."

"That's complicated."

"Ya a little." She laughs and garners a laugh from her body guard. They walk in and the sanctuary is beautiful. Not like the stark white she's used to in Texas. This is beautiful ornate. She sees Raphael talking to a few people. He catches her eye and notices Gustavo and frowns a little with his eyes but gives no other facial indication of his feelings. Her lips quirk into a smile and she walks up to the balcony. They take their seats and she notices Raphael greet a younger woman with cheek kisses. Must be his sister she thinks to herself. A few minutes later two gentlemen around her age maybe older join Raphael's pew. His sister gives both men cheek kisses and Raphael gives hugs. One of them sits next to Raphael while the older one sits next to his sister and kisses her hand. Hmmm boyfriend? Service starts. Every now and then Raphael peaks back at her and she just smiles and nods her head towards the front. Service is over and everyone begins to leave.

"Let's go to the front. I need to do something while I'm here."

Gustavo chuckles "ok." He knows exactly what she needs to do. He had heard rumors of her faith and how important confessing was to her.

She makes her way to the ornate box that Gustavo liked to avoid at all cost. Surprisingly no one else was waiting. She steps in. Gustavo tries to not stick out and stands in a dark corner but far enough away to not draw attention. Before long she emerges and makes her way out of the cathedral. They both begin walking down the street. They make it to the meeting place and Raphael pulls her hand to him and his other reaches her face and he kisses her. His tongue dips in to her mouth causing her pulse to quicken. He removes his lips from her's but doesn't let go of her hand.

"What took so long?" He starts walking down the street with her.

"Confession."

"Oh" he looks at her surprised.

"Yes I find it therapeutic." She laughs.

"And what exactly did you confess about?" He pulls her hand to his lips.

"That's between me, the priest and God." She states.

"Was it about me?" Raphael glides his lips across her knuckles.

"Raphael" she tucks her head embarrassed.

"Mmm so it was about me. What about?" Raphael smirks her way.

"Raphael! Stop please." She pleads smiling at the man.

"Mmmm mmm" he shakes his head. "Tell me topolina."

"I'm not telling you." She laughs.

He spins her to his chest and leans into her ear. His hand runs down her back and his lips graze her ear. "Was it about how I make you feel?" He asks. His hand that's at her back pushes her body to his. He can feel her tremble and swallow. "I'm getting closer aren't I?" She can feel his wicked smiles against her ear and her insides begin to throb. "It's sinful how good we are together. Isn't it Topolina." His hand begins massaging her ass.

"Yes" she barely whispers.

"I think I'm going to need you to sign an NDA beautiful. You're already telling a man you don't even know intimate details about yourself." He pulls away to make eye contact.

She turns from dazed to pouty confusion. He chuckles.

"He's a priest he can't tell anyone" she says softly.

"Let's not test that theory." He kisses her cheek. He spins her around and helps her into the building. "We're here."

An hour goes by and they finish off their meals. Raphael comes to her side of the table and takes her hand.

"Why thank you" she laughs. "Where to next?"

"My place" he grins.

"Raphael I need to go back to my place at some point today." She looks at him.

"Reconsider stay with me tonight." He states comfidently. He's holding her hand and striding out the door.

"Raphael all of my things are at my place."

"Then we can move them to mine." He says matter of factly as if nothing seems off by that statement.

"I'm not moving in with you. We just started dating." She says trying to get him back to reality.

"I know what I want Topolina. I want you."

"You may want me Raphael but we are just starting out and I'm not moving in with you." She stops on the side walk trying to get her point across.

"You've stayed with me all weekend. What's the difference?" He pulls her to continue walking.

"The difference is I have a place of my own that I can go to. We just started dating like yesterday and I already feel like we're moving too fast. Me moving in with you is not going to happen." She states.

"We're moving too fast?" He smirks against her hand that he's brought to his lips.

"Yes" she swallows.

"How?" He begins smoothing his lips over her hand.

She swallows again and her legs become jello. "We've slept together. Not just sex but slept in the same bed. You have things for me at your place. Everything with Miguel." His grip tightens around her hand when she says Miguel's name. "How we make this public it's a lot for only two days."

"I move quick when I know what I want." He kisses her hand.

"Well I move slow. I'm cautious. I like to take time before I..."

"Before you say you love me?" He kisses her hand again smirking in her direction. He already knows where his heart is. She needs to hurry up and decide her's.

"Maybe" she whispers. Her heart quickens. This man is sexy, dangerous and possessive and it makes her flush.

"Fine. You can stay at your place on weekdays but on weekends you're at mine. Friday through Sunday. I'll allow you maybe to go home Sundays."

She lets out a small chuckle. "Ok." I guess I can agree to that she thinks to herself.