Summer love

London and shock meetings

I flew back from Miami to London straight after the race, both Lando and I were heartbroken that I wasn't able to stay to celebrate but Scooter insisted that I return to London.

I walked towards the building and headed towards the receptionist. When she noticed me she smiled, "Hello Miss Walsh, Mr Braun is waiting for you in his office, take the elevator to the top floor and turn left and it's the big double black doors in front." She explained.

"Thank you." I smiled politely and headed towards the elevator, I pressed the button for the top floor, I was nervous, I wondered why he wanted to see me so urgently, especially since we weren't starting anything for another 2 weeks.

As I walked down the corridor towards the doors, I felt cold and shaken. I took a deep breath before knocking on the door, "Come in." Scooter yelled from behind the closed doors. I pushed the door open and stopped in my tracks as Scooter was in a meeting with someone.

"Hello Remi, please take a seat." Scooter said softly, i slowly approached the chair and sat down with confusion on my face. What is going?

"What's going on?" I asked nervously, Scooter gave me a sympathetic look.

"Remi, you know how you are adopted?" Scooter began, but was cut off by the guy sat a few meters away from me.

"Ha! Adopted, she wasn't adopted she was stolen." He hissed, i furrowed my eyebrows, "what do you mean I was stolen? And who are you?" I questioned. He turned to look at me and my heart jumped out of my body. This man looked exactly like me, dark hair, brown eyes, golden skin, tall. What the hell was happening? Who was he?

"Your so called parents use to work for me. My wife and I were so excited the day we found out she was pregnant. I was so happy that I can finally have an heir to my business....but when my wife had our baby....she was stolen by your parents and I never saw them again....until now." He smiled looking at me.

My eyes widened, until I laughed, "you can't be serious, you expect me to believe that my parents stole me and you are my biological father?"

He glared at me, "You are my daughter" he deadpanned, I shook my head in disbelief, "I don't believe you, you are a liar. Why would they steal me from my parents if this is true?" I yelled.

He smirked, "Because of who we are, you are not from the U.K you are Italian. Your name isn't Remi Walsh, it's Maria Alessandra Luna Francesca Giovanna Rossi." He spoke.

My eyes widened, "Rossi? As in..." I began but paused still in shock.

"Sì Amore, the Italian mafia, your parents didn't think having you involved in that life was a good idea so they stole you from me and your biological mother and hid you away from us, I've been trying to find you for 23 years." He stated.

I gulped, "how did you know it was me?" I questioned, he smiled, "I was at the Monaco Grand Prix on business and I spotted you and had my suspicions, so I had my men follow you around until we were certain, it was only when your boyfriend revealed your birth mark that I knew you were my daughter." He stated, pulling up his sleeve and showing me the exact same birth mark that I had on my thigh.

I gasped in shock, "so what do you want?" I asked, he smiled, "I want to have a relationship with you, you are my daughter and the heir to my business, I don't want to leave my business in the hands of an outsider when I retire." He stated. My brain was frazzled at this point, "But what about what I want? I'm glad I found out who my biological father is and I would like to build a relationship with you, but I love music, I have friends and my boyfriend why would I give that up?" I asked.

"Im not asking you to give any of that up, in fact it's necessary for you to keep all of that in your life." He stated.

"Necessary?" I asked, he nodded, "Your boyfriend has become a target to another family. Does the name Maes ring a bell?" He asked.

I froze, "as in Cameron Maes?" I asked, he nodded, "your ex boyfriend and his family aren't just drug dealers and criminals they are part of the Belgium mafia, our greatest enemy. After the fight Cameron and Lando had, he's been targeted. They've had Alpine hire one of their people to race in Austria against Lando, and cause a huge accident to kill him." He stated.

My eyes widened, I could feel my breakfast come back up and I ran to the toilet. I can't believe this is happening. I returned to the room, "sorry." I mumbled, my father shook his head in understanding.

"I know you can drive....you can drive insanely good. So we've asked Redbull to remove Perez after the Spanish Grand Prix and put you in his place, they want you to treat it like a proper race but you also have to keep an eye on Lando and protect him." My dad instructed.

"Why do you want to protect Lando so much?" I asked, he smiled, "my daughter is happy, she's found love like I did with your mother I would never tarnish that, I may be a criminal and a murderer but I'm not evil towards my family and the ones that they love." He smiled.

I sighed, "where is my mother?" I asked, he sighed and hung is head, and that's when I got my answer, "what happened?" I asked holding back the tears.

"After you were stolen from us she was depressed. And she took her own life a year later. I'm sorry mon amour." He replied, I nodded and wiped the tears from my eyes, "so if I protect him what happens after the race?" I ask.

"They won't give up, you'll keep driving for redbull. You need to train to fight and kill, I will teach you. You need to learn Italian-" he said.

"No, so l'italiano quindi è fatto" I said, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Sì, and when the time is right you will take over from me, you can still do music if you wish and you can still have your friends and Lando. But.....at this moment in time you can not tell anyone about who you are and what you are doing! You can't tell Lando that you are racing...nothing." He ordered.

I took a deep breath and nodded, "I agree, I want to keep him safe." I said, he smiled, "well then looks like we have our plan in order, thank you Scooter for meeting with me and bringing my daughter back to me." My father said standing up from the chair, his bodyguards standing close behind.

"Maria." He called, I didn't answer at first until I realised he was chatting to me, "yes?" I asked, "would you like to join me for dinner, we can get to know eachother better." He asked. I nodded, "I would like that thank you, and thank you Scooter for calling me." I smiled, Scooter grinned, "not a problem I'll see you in two weeks." He said.

I left Scooters office with my dad, it felt so strange saying that, but I knew when I met him that he was my father. And I want to make him proud......and my beloved mother.