Aria thought about her fate once her father moved out of the mansion and immediately after, her eyes widened, in mortification. She recalled Noah's threat messages and at once, she concluded that the man would not allow her to leave his bed in the upcoming days. His lips quivered in fear and she was ghastly pale.
Aria had not been this scared even when she was dealing with Kevin. 'At least I knew what his fate would be. Right now, I am not certain about my fate. Noah!!!' She wailed in her mind and right at that moment, she saw Noah walking down the steps, with his hands in his pajama pockets from the corner of her eye.
'Speak of the devil.' She cursed him in her mind and lifted her head, only to find a smiling Noah staring at her in return. Although the smile looked innocent and harmless, she knew that was not the case with the way his eyes gleamed in wickedness. A shiver ran through her spine and she averted her eyes once, unable to meet the man's scorching gaze.
