Allure of Darkness!

57. Fond of his voice!

Author's POV

Marona was looking at herself in the mirror when Mikhail came back.
"You are beautiful, wife... Don't mock the mirror."
He teased.

Marona looked at the mirror sadly.
"Stop it"

Mikhail frowned when she sat on the couch with a sad face, it felt like she would cry.
"What happened?"
He sat beside her and pulled her on his lap.

"Nothing!"
She shook her head with glossy eyes.

He cupped her face.
"Look at me. What happened?"
He tried every possible way to make her speak for almost fifteen minutes and she finally spoke.

"I am looking fat & ugly."
She sobbed.

"What?"
He looked at her in disbelief.
"You are crying for this?"

She glared at him.
"Do you think it's a small thing?"

He smiled nervously.
"No, obviously not!"
He remembered that the doctor informed him about her potential mood swings and postpartum things.
"But you are so beautiful... Why would you even think that?"

"You are lying to make me feel good... I saw myself in the mirror. I am looking like a potato."
She sobbed.

Mikhail scratched his beard nervously when she started crying.
"Amore, please stop crying. You are not looking like a potato. You are beautiful but still if you are feeling underconfident then come with me every morning for the gym and I'll make you lose weight..."

"It means you do think that I am fat!"
She started crying again and he slapped his forehead. She sulked and started leaving.

"No, I said that because you wanted it."
He pulled her in a forceful hug and caressed her head.

"Leave me, you evil man"
She punched on his arms and he held her more tightly.

"Free yourself, I dare you!"
He chuckled.
She tried to free herself and finally gave up. She closed her eyes and rested on his chest, tiredly.
He laughed.
"That's it? My baby is tired, wants ice cream?"
He pecked her head and she chuckled.

"Sir, Dinner is ready!"
The maid knocked on the door.

"Come in!"
He ordered and Marona quickly turned her head towards the door when she heard a familiar voice.

"Della?"
She mumbled confused. The maid finally entered and Marona's face bloomed with a smile.
"Della!"
She quickly went to her and hugged her tightly after she placed the trays down. Della smiled and hugged her back.
"Oh my god! How did you come here?"
Della was her go to person when she was with Laurence.

Della gently caressed her head.
"Mikhail Sir has hired me for you. You are glowing."

Marona looked at Mikhail and he winked at her with a teasing smile.
"I heard, you have a good relation with her so I thought you might need her?"

Marona literally threw herself at him and he quickly caught her.
"I love you, I love you so much!"
She was dancing happily.

Mikhail chuckled.
"I didn't know that I'll get this reaction in return... I am loving it!"

She giggled.
"Della is literally my best friend. Thank you so much."

He nodded.
"You do your kitty party later, let's feed you first."

"No, I am not hungry..."
She whined.

"Not gonna work... Come!"
He made her sit on the couch and grabbed the plate.