The Proposal | a sebastian vettel fanfiction |

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"Maybe not." Sebastian said. "Maybe you should just leave."

Van Dijk snorted and looked at Alyona. "Was that what you wanted? A man to order you around?"

Sebastian winced. "She doesn't take orders from anyone, least of all me. Now, you better leave."

"Doesn't she have a tongue? I didn't raise a spinless slut, my daughter is a predator. All I'm wondering is what did you give her that I couldn't."

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe compassion and love? How about that?"

Alyona shook her head and pushed Seb to the side. "Why are you here?"

Van Dijk raised an eyebrow. "Am I not allowed to congratulate my daughter on her first child?"

Alyona took a step back. "How?" She whispered. "How do you know?"

Van Dijk was smirking, "You got one time with that man and your brain diluted?"

Alyona was trembling, but Seb knew this was from anger. "How do you know?"

The older man chuckled. "Who do you think shot him?" He motioned towards Seb. "Some random asshole I paid?"

Seb growled. "You have to leave and probably never come back."

Van Dijk glared at Seb. "You think you can keep me away from my daughter? Or you think you and that Morrison or fucking Interpol will be enough to keep her from me?"

Alyona stood straight. "You've said it yourself. Interpol is monitoring everything you do."

He looked at her and smiled. "But I'm not going to do anything. I just want to see my daughter and ask after my grandchild."

Alyona grew so hot in beside Seb as she hissed, "If you hurt my baby, Robert, I swear to-"

"Robert? Is that what you did to my child, Sebastian? She even forgot her father. Let me in. I won't hurt her."

Alyona shook her head. "Her? Just me? But you're gonna hurt Sebastian, aren't you?"

Robert Van Dijk pursed his lip, trying to suppress a smirk. "You know me so, so well, my child."

"If you hurt him. If you dare hurt my-"

"You'll do what? Call in those wankers from Interpol?" He sighed. "I'm being hurt, Alyona. You are making my weak heart bleed. I won't hurt this blonde bimbo you are fucking with." He sighed. "Let me in."

Alyona shook her head but pulled to the side, allowing him to enter the house.

When he got in he looked around huffing. "Morrison thought this would please my sister? Foolish girl, I would have gone for something bigger."

"Don't. Don't try to play the good one. My mother wanted to be away from you and she chose my dad."

"Dad?" Robert chuckled. "That low life is no father to you! I am. And I thought I had raised you well." He sighed. "I guess, shit happens."

"What do you want?" Alyona closed the door and pressed against it.

"Will I be a part of your," he laughed. "Your little bastard's life?"

Seb growled and made to push Robert away. "That's enough. You leave now. You can't ask anything. You shot me, you hurt Alyona and now you are doing what? Insulting my child? You have to leave now."

Alyona moved between them, "No, Seb. Don't. He isn't worth it."

"Listen to her, Seb. Old dad doesn't worth anything, does he?"