Eternity In Hell

When the two came back to their lodge, neither of them spoke any word. Madonna stood behind Dante with her face down and Dante was embarrassed about his actions.

"Have they always been disturbing you?" 

"Yes." Madonna answered with a frown.

"We still have a week to spend, I will always be with you till then." Dante left the lodge immediately after speaking. He left with the excuse to go get food but in truth, he feared he would lose his cool if he stayed a moment longer 

"Evil tyrant, leaving after speaking his mind." Madonna muttered but didn't hate the idea of Dante tagging along.

True to his words, Dante always tags along with her whenever she steps outside. Though they don't talk to each other Dante made sure to provide all she needed and Madonna made sure to make use of the opportunity.

"I would like to have a glass of grape juice." Dante glared at her but still went and got her order. Madonna was having the best time of her life treating the Mafia boss like her personal shuffle.

"Husband, I would love you to help me apply some lotion." Madonna was annoyed seeing some ladies beside Dante. When they came to the beach, Dante left her alone to read a book while lying a distance away from her. At first, she wasn't bothered by it as she lay on her mat and enjoyed the warmness of the sun. Her tranquility was disturbed when she saw some ladies approaching Dante. She thought they would leave but they sat down and started discussing with Dante. Madonna believes that Dante has condemned her to a life of misery so she should try her best to make his life miserable too.

"I would be right there." Dante replied without looking her way. One of the ladies looked at Madonna and flipped her hair taunting Madonna. 

"You little " Madonna stopped herself from swearing at the lady. Madonna stood up from where she was lying and walked straight to Dante.

"Why don't you introduce me to your friends dear." Madonna sat between Dante's legs and relaxed her back on his chest. Since they were on the beach she was wearing only a bikini, she had removed the scarf she wrapped her body with.

"Madonna." Dante whispered as he found himself getting hot by the contact of their skin. Dante has been trying to control himself ever since he saw Madonna's naked body. When the ladies came to him he thought he would be able to ease himself with the girls. Madonna has come and spoiled his plan and even made his situation worse. 

"Come on, I am waiting." Madonna had her attention on the ladies and didn't bother about her current sitting position.

"They are.." Dante tried to introduce them and discovered he has forgotten their name which they just said a moment ago.

"We would continue our discussion later." The ladies decided to leave the couple, though their anger for Madonna was visible they had no choice.

"So sad, they left." Madonna pouted but was glad that her mission was a success.

"What are you doing?" 

"Me? What is a married man doing entertaining such ladies." 

"I was just having a friendly conversation with them." 

"Friendly? Do you think I am a child? You think you can leave me in misery while you have fun." They were still sitting in their current position but it didn't bother them. If they were being truthful to themselves they would accept the fact they don't mind the position. Dante loves the sensational feeling he was having from Madonna's back pressed against his chest, and Madonna loves the warmth Dante's chest was giving her.

"Why don't you be a good husband and read to me."

"Since you have succeeded, won't you go back to your position." Dante knew he didn't want that but he had to say it.

"I don't want them coming back. You are not having fun when we are on our honeymoon." Dante realized he owe her the honor and even cursed himself for thinking he would have fun with the ladies.

"Alright, make yourself comfortable and enjoy the book." Dante stretched out his right leg and bend his left knee to support his left arm which holds the book. Madonna relaxed further into his warmth and listened to Dante's voice as he read. 

Madonna felt sleep taking over her as she listened to Dante's voice. She likened it to that of honey, the steady voice and warmth made her succumb to the sleep. Dante kept reading even after Madonna has slept off. He noticed her steady breathing and realized she has slept off. Madonna changed her position and snuggled deeper into Dante's embrace. Dante's cheek loosened as he strokes her hair. Her black silky hair was smooth to the touch and Dante made a mental note not to get addicted to it.

"Are you not such a child. How can you easily fall asleep in the embrace of a devil." Dante muttered.

When Madonna woke up it was evening and she woke up in the comfort of her bed. She faced palm as she realized how comfortably she slept off in the arms of Dante.

"Get your act together." She reprimanded herself and stood up to go get her food. When she came out, Dante was already setting up the table and something about him strike Madonna differently.

"You are awake?" Dante asked. Though he wasn't smiling Madonna felt something was different about him. It alarmed Madonna and he wondered what Dante did when she was asleep and she even started thinking if the sleep was truly natural.

"Did you do anything I should be concerned about?"

"What do you mean by that?"

"The last I remember was you reading at the beach. I woke up comfortably on my bed."

"And is it bad?"

"Judging by our history together, I am worried."

"Are you suggesting I might have done something to you?" Madonna didn't answer but her silence was enough to answer for Dante. "Yes, you should think worse of me. Never let your guard down, every second you spend me is an eternity in hell." Dante left immediately and Madonna realized her manner of thinking had greatly angered Dante.

"How am I supposed to think?" She muttered as she sat on the dining and her appetite was lost.