The Strength Within (Sebastian Vettel)

33. Is Love Enough?

"Emily, wait!" Kara called after her. She'd chased her half the way here but Emily was stomping like a woman possessed.

They reached the steps of the Hilton. Emily paused for a second before running up them.

"Emily, are you sure you want to do this?"

"What else can I do Kara? I've just found out that my husband is allegedly pestering this woman for sex. Oh, I can handle him having sex when we weren't together but this....I need to know. He will deny it whether it's true or not. Believe me, after I'm done with her, I'll move on to him. I'm no fucking fool Kara. One of them is a liar. Now my instincts tell me to trust Seb, but I've been hurt one time too many. If he's lying to me...that's it. I'll walk away."

"Emily, he loves you. If you can't see that then maybe you are a fool."

"Kara, if you're not here to support me then go. I'm doing this, with or without you."

She entered the lobby and approached the desk.

"Hi, I'm looking for Talia Underwood. I know you can't give out room numbers but can you call her and let her know I'd like to see her. My names Emily. Emily Vettel."

The lady on the desk sat upright as she recognised the name.

"Mrs Vettel, I don't think that's a very good idea. We don't want any drama here."

"I'll just wait here until I see her then."

She sat down on one of the plush sofas. Kara sat next to her.

Half an hour later her patience was rewarded. She saw Talia crossing the lobby with Georgia.

She stood up and followed her outside.

"Talia, a word please," she said sternly. Talia turned around and her face drained of colour when she recognised Emily.

"OK. I was just going for coffee. I can spare ten minutes."

"Tell me what happened. Not that bullshit you told the press. Seb told me he never had sex with you. Why are you lying?"

"I'm not Emily. We had sex in Imola. I have proof. He has a birthmark shaped like a boot in his groin area."

Emily felt sick to her stomach. He did have a birthmark like that. How could Talia know that?

"I'm sorry Emily. I wouldn't have told the press but I need the money. It can't be nice finding out your husband cheated on you."

"I wasn't with him in Imola. He's guilty of not telling me the full story but he didn't cheat on me."

"He's been pestering me for sex ever since. Even after you got engaged."

"I don't believe you."

"He's making a fool out of you Emily. Ask yourself, why would I say this?"

"You bitch!" Emily spat. She turned on her heel and ran straight into a hard body.

"Emily, thank God," said Seb. "You have to listen to me. She's lying. It's not true. I love you. I don't want her. I never did."

Emily pushed past him and took off running.

"Emily, wait," he called, running after her. He grabbed her arm and whirled around.

"Don't fucking touch me."

He let go and held his hands up.

"Baby, please. Don't say you believe her. I love you. You know I love you. I married you."

"She knew about your birthmark Seb. Explain that." His face fell.

Seb felt sick He had no choice. He had to tell her.

"Can we go back to the hotel. I will explain, but in private."

She nodded her agreement and they walked in silence back to their hotel.

Once they arrived in their room Emily sat on the window sill.

"Go on then, explain."

"She knows about the birthmark because she saw it. But I did not have sex with her."

" So how did she see it then?"

"She gave me a blow job Emily. I pushed her off halfway through as I wanted you. I'm sorry. I told you I intended to have sex with her. "

"You never told me she sucked your cock though. And you had the nerve to have a go about me not saying what I'd done with Scott. You fucking hypocrite."

"Emily, I am sorry. You're right. I was a hypocrite. I promise you though I never had sex with her. And I haven't even spoke to her since that night. Why would I pester her when I have you? You are the best thing that's ever happened to me. You are my world. I'm nothing without you. Nothing! Please say you believe me."

Emily didn't known what to believe any more. She wanted to believe him. Then she realised that she did believe him.

"I do believe you Seb, but you still kept it from me. You did what I did and had the nerve to call me out for it."

"Emily, I can't apologise enough. I should have said. I love you so much."

"Well maybe love isn't enough anymore. "

Sebs face drained ofbcolour. This couldn't be happening.

"Emily, no. You don't mean that."

"I don't know what I mean anymore. I don't know which way to turn." He reached out for her. "I told you don't fucking touch me!"

'Emily please. I don't know why she is doing this. Please tell me you still love me."

"Of course I love you. I can't switch it off just like that. My head's gone Seb. I can't believe this is happening. Everyone will read that damned article. They're all going to think you cheated and that I'm a fool."

"What can I do to make this right?"

"There's nothing you can do. I need time to think Seb. I want you to go. If you don't, I will."

"Please Emily, don't leave me," he begged.

"I'm not leaving you. I just need some space. Even if it's just a few nights. I need to think. And I can't do that around you Seb.'

"I'll go and stay with Antti," he conceded.

"Thank you," she said, her voice softening.

She went and shut herself in the bathroom and then she let the tears fall.

Seb gathered his stuff together. He stopped by the bathroom door. He could hear her sobbing inside. He lifted his hand to knock. Then he stopped. He grabbed his case and he walked out of the room, shutting the door behind him.

***

Talia Underwood sat on her bed. She grinned at the chaos she had caused. That would teach Vettel for casting her off whilst she was busy blowing him. She felt sorry for Emily though. That poor deluded girl obviously loved him to bits.

She looked at her phone. She was expecting a call. She had enjoyed causing the trouble but it hadn't been her idea.

At 6 on the dot her phone rang. She picked it up.

"Hey gorgeous. How are you?"

"I'm all the better for speaking to you."

"Did you see the article?"

"I did. I hope they paid you well."

"Very well."

"Good."

"When will I see you again? I can't wait to let you fuck me again."

"I'll be in Brazil. I have unfinished business to attend to. Good work Talia."

"I'll see you there then."

She disconnected the call. She couldn't wait o see Chris in Brazil. Once he'd taken care of his unfinished business, she'd take care of him.