Chapter 50

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Gabe's POV

The look on Owen's face when she outed all of us was priceless. I don't think I've ever seen anyone, not even Sang, catch him so off-guard. It was brilliant, and I for one was fucking thrilled to make our relationship public. I grinned to myself knowing that I already had a gown ready for the moment she agreed and now it was dyed a beautiful ombre in shades of light to deep purple. I'd watch her take turns dancing with each of us before Marc whisked her off to a private room. Jackson and Chloe had tried to follow, but Kota had intercepted them with a fake conversation about contracts.

I sent them both a text: Hurry up lovers, the natives are restless and we need to make a fucking appearance at the manor. Spitfire, your performance awaits...

A few moments later, she and Marc came walking down the corridor with wide grins and disheveled hair. I clicked my tongue, "Looks like I have some damn repairs to make," I teased them as we climbed into the limo.

She leaned in and kissed me soundly, "Have I mentioned how much I love you," she murmured against my lips. I groaned, fuck this woman is going to be the death of me.

I plucked her off the seat and placed her in my lap, "Little girl, I'm going to tie you up if you don't fucking behave," I growled as she giggled.

"But Daddy," she whined, "I want to play."

I gave her leg a slap and gripped her chin, "We will play later. Right fucking now, I need you to look like a fucking mythical siren and fucking show these poor asshats how a real dancer looks. Can you do that for Daddy?" Her eyes were slightly glazed as she nodded.

We pulled into the underground parking garage and I hustled them all out. "Owen, come with us. You lot go and wait up front, Marissa and I have things to do." They all muttered but did as I'd asked. "Now, you go get that violin of yours, and you little girl, need to um, stretch." She giggled and started her stretches. I put in my earpiece as the two of them warmed up and waited for the signal. After about twenty minutes, I had the go and led them up to the front of the house. Owen connected his electric violin to the speakers and began to play. I caught sight of Victor at the piano and nodded.

The music started softly then picked up tempo as the curtains dropped and the light show began. It was perfectly timed when Marissa came up from the fountain and began to dance. Her form was flawless and it was hard to believe she'd been away from ballet for so many years. Just like every year, the yard was packed with visitors. I'd started this as a distraction, but eventually, it had become a tradition and caused quite a local stir. The others passed out bags of candy and treats while the performance finished. When she took her bows, I quickly came up with a warm blanket and wrapped it around her freezing form. "That was exquisite Marissa, thank you for agreeing to this," I told her, kissing her gently.

Luke pressed a cup of warm cider into her hands, "You were beautiful, sugar." She gave both of us a grin and leaned against me as we went into the warmth of the manor. The show continued outside with alternate performers as everyone sat inside with the main curtains drawn. I'd taken Marissa upstairs to change into something a bit more comfortable.

"Really, Gabriel," she giggled as she came out in her kitten-footed pajamas. "I feel like I'm five again."

I grinned, "You look adorable, besides, I gave you panties so don't complain." She rolled her eyes and put her arms around me. "I figured you'd want to keep giving out candy, and even though I'd rather have you naked, I didn't think you'd agree. This way you look cute and are warm."

"You think of everything, my amazing Gabriel," she sighed and kissed me.

I hummed, "Your amazing Gabriel, I like the sound of that." I pressed my lips to her temple, "I also like the sound of your husband and my wife," I whispered then tugged her toward the door, not giving her a chance to respond. Once downstairs we all watched movies, ate popcorn, and passed out candy until the clock showed almost ten. We closed down the lights, had security do a sweep then sealed the front gates.

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