Wrong Place ✔

Chapter 43

Omniscient P.O.V

Scarlett had settled in Miguel's house, her guards were even playing with Miguel's men. Goal is protect to Scarlett , Miguel and Nicholas no matter what the cost and find Kimberly. She was wide awake, holding a gold evening dress that Vanessa got for her for the party they both would be attending tonight. She needed Vanessa with her hacking skills to tap phone from inside the party and find Rochelle. The ladies set their differences aside and formed an alliance, which was much to Miguel and Nicholas's relief. It would have been awful to pick a side between them both. They both had a place in the men's lives, and choosing wouldn't be fair.

"Couldn't you find a dress that doesn't have such a long thigh slit? And this open back..." Scarlett trailed, looking at the dress skeptically while Vanessa was waiting for her to try it on. "It's not working out for me." Scarlett shook her head and threw the dress back on the bed.

Her make-up was already done, she was only in a robe, had been waiting for Vanessa to bring the dress she promised as she flew in unprepared.

Vanessa picked the dress up and handed it back to her again. Even though she was comfortable with Scarlett, the woman still terrified her. She was tall, had a permanent resting-bitch-face on, when she smiled, it was teasing, weak or just plain fake. Her voice held power, and her walk, Naomi Campbell could of trained her, it was perfect.

"Wear this. It will make men turn their heads, and not think of anything when you talk to them except the thigh or the bare back..." Vanessa smirked as she watched Scarlett scowl on the mirror. "I'll have to go change my dress as well so we don't be late." She said and walked out, going to Kimberly's room to put her own short, black dress with a plunging neckline and spaghetti straps over her back. She looked perfect! A perfect distraction to men.

When the ladies descended the stairs, all men were in awe. They were awe struck. They ladies looked exquisite!

"If this plan of yours doesn't work, I'm going to refer all those men in there to see optometrists." Miguel said and led the ladies out. He wouldn't be leaving with them. He had plans of his own, but he promised to meet with them, soon  as he finishes with his father.

The ladies left with the guards, Zack and Nicholas. Miguel drove with Jackson and two more guards.

At the cabin in the woods, Miguel instructed his men to stand guard as he does not trust Donovan at all. He made sure his guns were safely packed behind his back. He knocked on the door twice before the door swung open and a splitting older image of him stared right back at him.

He couldn't get a word out even when the man greeted him. He was in shock. Never did he ever dream of meeting his real father. He had given up hope.

"Come in." Donovan said, snapping Miguel out of his trance. "You know, when we spoke the last time you said you'll tear out my liver if I've harmed Kimberly." Donovan chuckled as he poured two glasses of whiskey.

The cabin was kept clean and neat, maybe a little cozy.

"I never thought I'd ever see you." Miguel said, forgetting that the reason he came here was for Kimberly. He was now that little boy that longed to feel a parent's love. His truest parent.

Donovan wasn't expecting such a reaction but he too let his defences down and sat next to Miguel. "I thought I would never find you. Your mother named you Miguel I knew that, but there was no sign of you anywhere until the recent years when you were talk of the town." Donovan said and he wasn't lying. Miguel grew up, as Santiago Baria. A name he grew to loathe. And when Linda found history about him and what had happened with his mother, he immediately changed his name to the one his mother gave him, and that was a wise thing to do.