Fifty Shades Of Camren

Karla

Chapter one

Karla

(Camila Cabello POV)

I was home with Shawn, and we were in the middle of an argument. I was furious, and we were arguing about the marriage that we were forced to be in by his boss at the agency he worked for. His boss did not specifically describe why we had to be married, so we were arguing about it. I want to be friends with Shawn, not marry him and work for his agency too?

"How long are we going to keep up with this fucking marriage? Shawn, I can't keep on doing this just for your agency."

"Mila, this is for us actually to be able to see each other. Without this, I would still be glued onto my chair, working my ass off on cases. I know you dislike the idea of us being together. But my boss said I should be married. Do you think I want this charade to go on? Hell, no, I don't!"

"Then file a fucking divorce!"

This marriage was insane. I did not want to be used just for some business my best friend is working for. Plus, I am gay.

I expected LA to be a nice place to live in, just like Miami. Nice people, real friends, and relationships. Then I got a call from an agency. The agency wanted to hire me to be an undercover spy. I must watch people who do criminal activity undercover and bust them in the act. I never wanted to do that. Instead, I wanted to come to LA to work as a singer, but I guess that will not happen.

I have been friends with Shawn basically since we were born. He was born in Canada, and we both lived in Miami together for about three years now. Now Shawn moved to LA for his new job. I had not seen him since he did not pick up his phone when I called and never left any messages in that whole period.

When I moved to LA for my job, I could talk to Shawn, but not for long. That is what upset me the most. That I wouldn't get to see my best friend because of how busy he is with work and never has any free time to be able to have a normal conversation without him saying, "I have to take this call." His boss, Robert, noticed how close he and I were when we talked, so he came up with the idea that I was not aware of.

Little did I know, he forced me to marry Shawn!

I was not as happy as I was when Shawn and I had a Platonic relationship, where we would hug and give kisses on the cheeks, and all that small stuff. We never had feelings for each other and still do not, which is surprising, I know. We are 'married.'

I had to pretend to be in love with Shawn when my preference was girls. It had always been girls ever since I was 15. It just does not feel right.

"I can't divorce now, not when I'm in such a big place right now," Shawn complained, picking up his phone when it was ringing. "Hello? Yeah, Camila's here... alright." He put the phone down from his ear and handed it to me. "It's for you."

I took the phone from Shawn with a little of force, letting him know that I was pissed off. "Hello?"

"Camila, this is Rob. I want you to do a favour for me."

"Depends on what it is first. I need a little more detail before I agree," I persuaded.

"Since your job includes being undercover for us, my colleagues and I have decided to put you up for a job."

I do not know why I agreed to marry Shawn and work for him as well. It just makes my life more complicated.

"What kind of job do you want me to do?"

"Somebody on our agency found a 22-year-old female selling illegal items such as weapons and drugs. She comes from a Cuban-American descent, the name of Michelle Morgado."