Noah placed his hand across Aria's shoulder and walked out of the club. He would let Ronnie deal with Mason. Stuart did not stop him. He knew she was safe with Noah. The other people too did not interfere in the matter. Noah's cold face was making them hesitate.
As soon as they were outside, Aria escaped from him and ran towards the garden.
"Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee." She spread her arms wide and ran around like a little child.
"Aria." Noah hastily followed her.
"Weeeeeeeeeee." Aria sang again and turned to look at Noah.
"Look, I am flying. Weeeeeeee." She was still running around.
"Aria, come. Let's go home." Noah said, when he had successfully managed to catch her. He must say it was a little tiring.
"Home. Where is it?" She asked, looking up from his embrace.
"My home, Aria. Remember, I had taken you there once."
"Your home?" Aria thought. The entire time Noah was walking towards his car, with his hand firmly on her waist, lest she should run away again.
