Lover II- ML

292. A Birthday To Remember

AN: I've decided to extend the party into the next few chapters, so today is a soft one and the next two parts with be the drinking and having fun

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By the time they reach the super yacht, the sun was beginning to set on the horizon, giving the sky a beautiful orange and red glow that stretched for miles.

Omen was lit up with blue strip lights down the hull, easily twice almost three times as big as the boat they were on and four times as tall.

It was a mammoth of a yacht, one that looked almost unreal as it sat on the water pristine with all of its windows and balconies, helicopter and marine radar spinning slowly on top.

"Holy... fuck." Mapi breaths out, not being able to take her eyes off it for even a second, scanning over every single level she could see, trying to spot anything and recognising from the pictures.

Bosco whistles softy, this being the first time any of them had seen Omen in the flesh.

"That's incredible." Kaia murmurs to Gia quietly, the two of them stood admiring the super yacht as Sebastian drives them closer.

Sebastian who had a Barcelona basketball jersey on.

"I see the basketball court!" Lucy points up into the darkness on the second highest deck, at the vague outlines of a caged court.

Despite all the excitement, all the childish personalities onboard, no one really moved as they docked themselves alongside Omen, letting the crew tie them securely.

"Ok, so," Kaia addresses the keen group. "I've never been on this yacht, so don't ask me which room is yours because I have no idea."

But like a mafia boss appearing from the darkness, Antonio walks down the deck from inside, dressed in a casual suit with boat shoes on. "You have the main bedroom, niputi." He assures.

"And me." Mapi puts her hand up quickly, like those around didn't know she'd be sharing with her own wife. "That's mine too."

"Come aboard, all of you." Antonio urges them on in a welcoming chuckle.

An Italian man with neat hair and the boat's logo on his chest offers a hand towards Alexia with a charming smile. "Welcome to Omen." He says in a smooth accent.

Alexia allows the man to help her aboard because it was simply formalities, then he goes on to help Gia, a few of the children and Sebastian is the last to slap his hand in the other man's grasp and use it to pull himself over.

"God," Sebastian yawns and stretches dramatically. "I'm knackered. Night everyone." He mutters as he strolls off into the interior.

It was past 9pm, the children were all heavy eyed and confused about where they were, with Fabian clung to Mapi's neck with a worried frown on his face.

The water wasn't too choppy, but being near the edge meant they could hear it softly colliding with the yacht.

A sound and feeling Fabian was clearly unsure of.

"Do we get maps?" Mapi asks one of the crew members in Italian, walking closer towards the welcoming archway.

He seemed a little thrown off by the Italian being spoken to him so casually, but he quickly recovers and nods. "Sì, sì, we have maps of each floor at every stairwell, but we can print a physical copy if you'd like. We also have to run you all through the emergency procedures, but that shouldn't take too long."