Raavi - When The Crowned Princess meets The Mafia King.

Deewanapan

Raavi POV

The next day I got my periods as he tolerated my grumpy ass with a lot of care. After I was done bleeding in 6 days, I made sure to keep the kisses platonic and kept my clothes on to avoid giving him pain or injury that might follow an orgasm.

We cuddled to sleep everynight sometimes, at his house and sometimes at my apartment as over a week passed.

He had moved out of the guest bedroom into the large grey bedroom of his own that came with a walk in closet, a washroom larger than my apartment bedroom fixed with a bathtub three times mine. The golden weaved with class over the shades of charcoal black and lighter variants of grey was tasteful and suited his style. The muslin covered grey couch near the fire place had become my favorite place to sit and work even though the fire place wasn't needed due to the autumn exiting and winter almost ready to arrive.

"Raavi." He says, walking in after work on Friday.

"Hey, babe." I say, as he smiled coming to give me a quick peck. A devilish smile that hid something.

"What's going on?" I frowned.

"We are flying to the island for the weekend. Pick up your laptop or any work you need to do." He says, still in his formal shirt, tailored jacket and pants. I look down at my worn out sweatshirt and shorts.

"I need to change and pack." I say as he shakes his head.

"You don't need to..." He says, as a thought comes to his mind. "How about that white dress you wore for the club that night?" He says, as I think for a moment.

"I have to get in and out of a helicopter. It's too short." I say as he pauses for a minute.

"Wear jeans over it and take them out when we reach. It'll make for some good photos." He says, as I think for a moment. That was actually a good idea.

We had started taking photos of each other and preserving memories in an age old style yet clear camera, as we had decided to save the memory cards and access on non-Internet operated devices.

"See you in thirty." I say, and kiss his lips before leaving the room. "Pack my laptop please." I shout running down the stairs as he shouts back in agreement.

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The helicopter ride over Massachusetts and onto the vast expanse of waterbody was short but memorable as I sat by his side in the back leaning into him, with his arm around me.

"That's the one." He says, pointing to an island larger and extending over a circumference of 50 kilometers.

A palace of white marble huge and majestic rested on one side as the rest was covered with beautiful trees of red maple, white oak, American beech and elderberry ready to embrace fall.
The palace did remind me of our palace back home up in the mountains reserved for balls and special occassions or vacations.

"Wow..." I said, as the helicopter was soon ready to land. The helipad was made high on the front of the mansion, surrounded by water.

"Here." He said, giving his hand as I put my foot on the ground and looked around.

"This is amazing." I say, as my love for water and waterbodies just comes to the surface.