His Beautiful Addiction

Michelle walked into the waiting room, her face red with rage. He was the last person she thought could hurt Mia. They looked like they were in love, and she loved him a lot. How could he hurt her? Why would he hurt her?

She was still lost in thought when Alex stepped into the room, his hands handcuffed in front of him, he was wearing prisoner uniforms, and he looked really worn out.

When he saw Michelle, his eyes glistened, and he sat down in front of her.

''Why? What did she… what did she do wrong to deserve to die? ''

Before Alex could defend himself, Michelle asked, painfully. Her eyes staring intently at him, filled with pain and disgust.

She had cried so much already, but as Alex sat in front of her, she couldn't stop the tears brewing in her eyes.

''I didn't kill her Michelle. I didn't kill her. Please, you have to believe me. The killer is out there, they are trying to pin it on me, and they are going to kill another person and pin it on an innocent person. Please, Michelle, you need to believe me. ''

Alex trembled as he explained; his face sweaty.

Michelle fisted her hands to her sides; her eyes searched his for doubt but there was none, in fact he looked like he was telling the truth, but then again, all culprits said the same thing.

She swallowed;

''All evidence points to you Alex, don't… don't deny it… ''

''Michelle I didn't kill her! There is no evidence, they are trying to pin it on me, don't trust them please!''

He pleaded sincerely, tears almost falling from his eyes.

''I shouldn't trust them? Should I trust you then? ''

Alex sighed painfully; he knew he might not have a way out of this but he wouldn't give up, not yet.

''Michelle, I know it's painful to lose a sister, but it's more painful to lose someone you love, someone that means the whole world to you. I haven't been able to live with that, Michelle. I actually thought it was a mere accident, but not anymore, Michelle. Someone had a hand in her death, someone fuckin' killed her, and it isn't the man in front of you.

My lawyer is coming soon and we're going to court, I can be found guilty for a crime I did not commit, or not, but I want to let you know that this is exactly what the killer wants. He wants everyone to think I am the killer, and after the series of court sessions, which would take months or even years, he would be forgotten and it would be swept under the carpet. If I'm found guilty, it's the end for me and if I'm not, it's still the end for me, because everyone, even you, would think I'm guilty. I'll be seen as a killer that got a good lawyer. 

 Michelle, I didn't say you should trust me, but please do not stop searching for clues. There's really something fishy about her death, I feel it deep inside me. We both deserve to know the truth, and Mia deserves to get her vengeance too, and she would not rest in peace if the criminal is not caught.''

Michelle was stunned as she stared at him. She didn't want to believe a word that he said, but at that moment, her heart was slamming rapidly against her chest. She felt goosebumps wash her skin.

What if he was right?

What if the killer was walking the surface of the earth, laughing at how they had fallen into his well-laid trap?

What exactly happened to Mia? What exactly would make someone kill her?

If Alex wasn't the killer, then she would never get her answers.

If Alex wasn't the killer, then Mia would forever cry in her grave…

Michelle raised her hand to her handbag and clutched it hard;

''See you in court. ''

With that, she stood up and turned around to leave.

''Michelle, please believe me. I didn't kill her; there was no reason for me to kill her. I loved her!! I loved Mia!''

His voice disappeared into the distance as she walked out of the room and past the police officers.

Her mind was in a mess.

Just when she thought she had found her sister's killer.

…

 Tiana walked into the five-star restaurant in the heart of Hollywood. Today had been very great. She just finished facials and soaking in a hot tub and she felt very hungry, so she decided to eat something nice. As she sat down, the waiter came to take her orders, and after which she scrolled through her Instagram. She didn't notice that a man had been staring intently at her.

When her order came, she smiled sweetly and began eating, her eyes staring at her phone.

''Stunning! Can I join you? ''

Tiana's brows creased when she heard a masculine voice and she lifted her eyes to look at the intrusion.

Not another man...

Tiana nearly rolled her eyes in disgust but she restrained herself;

''No, I'm busy right now. ''

Maybe she should have just ordered a takeaway.

The man watched the little frown on her brows and he smiled;

''Dear, my name is Leo, I'm a designer. I've been searching for a model lately, and when I saw you walk in right now, I knew I've found the right person. I know you don't want company right now, but this is my business card, please call me; I would love it, if you consider my offer, okay? ''

Leo said, dropping his card on the table. Before Tiana could form words in her mouth, he had left.

Her eyes fell on the card in front of her and she picked it and stared at it. It was gold-plated, and his name was engraved in cursive.

A model? That was the last profession Tiana thought could be available to her. She was beautiful right, but she didn't even have the skills, what did he see in her? Or… was he a con?

Her eyes widened as the thought entered her mind, quickly, she searched his name up.

Her eyes widened as she realized that he was one of the top designers in the most famous Fashion Agency in Hollywood.

Oh my fuckin' lord!!

…

''Claire guess what just happened right now? ''

Leo exclaimed over the phone, his voice high pitched.

Claire didn't like anyone waking her up from her nap, she was very mad as she swiped her screen;

''Leo, didn't you see the time? You know it's my nap time! ''

She scolded, her brows creasing.

''Sweetheart, this is very important. I just met someone that fits that role perfectly. God, you need to see her, she's a beauty! ''