Betrayal

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Shawn's POV

"Don't stress out too much...we're almost there." Camila reassuringly rested her hand on my bouncing thigh.

The plane ride in general was immensely long but my thoughts and worries made it seem even longer.

I was lucky to have Camila by my side but I couldn't help but feel her distance and nervousness. I pushed that to the side though, assuming it was only because of the same reason as me - which was that I had no clue what was going on.

I stared at her for a moment, admiring. "I know. Are you okay?" I realized that I haven't been checking up on her as much and I felt guilty for it. "What? Oh...yeah, I'm okay. Of course." She answered, a little too quickly.

I was too tired to question her nervous rambles. I instead, rested my head on her shoulder and attempted to fall asleep.

"You ready?" I turned to her, giving her a small smile in front of the door of my parent's home that they rented for the time being.

I nodded, bending down to plant a kiss to her lips to reassure her that I was okay to go and confront whatever it is that was happening.

"Shawn, Camila...thank god you're here!" My mum dragged us into the house, giving us quick hugs before settling us down in the living room. "Mum...I don't mean to be rude but can you please just tell me what the hell is going on that I needed to be here so urgently."

I could only assume it had something to do with work and how they needed me for a new client or help with assuring the money.

I couldn't help but notice my mother and Camila share a glance before Camila nodded. It made my skin crawl, thinking about what Camila knew that I didn't.

It took me awhile to comprehend what my mother had just told me.

I didn't care that I could possibly be questioned by police because at the end of the day, I did nothing wrong and I kept in touch with the money and my clients - afraid that something would happen, anyways.

I didn't care that we could possibly lose everything that we had when it came to the company and profits. Money meant nothing to me.

I did care that my father was behind all of this. He lied to not only his clients but to his own blood. He threw us under the bus for his own pleasure. I knew for a fact that he didn't need the money that he was stealing. So for him to steep so low, it made my blood boil.

I was shocked that I was the only one who was surprised about this. Not even Camila seemed too shocked. "This is...crazy." I groaned. I hated this. Everything was slowly crumbling, besides my relationship with Camila which was greatly appreciated and uplifting.

"I know but only the family and Camila knows...I mean, just the family knows and I wanted to talk to you in person."

"Camila?" I asked, not acknowledging that Camila was here, instead I asked my mother.

My mother gulped and walked away, not saying a word but used a phone call as an excuse to leave.

I got a hold of her hand, leading her back outside to the front of her house. Our eyes met and I knew that I felt betrayed, slightly.

"You knew? You knew and you didn't think to tell me? You know how much anxiety I had over this, Camila." I paced, my hands on my hips.

"It's not that I didn't want to." She said, calmly. "Your mom called me upset and she told me everything because she needed someone to talk to and she wanted to tell you in person. I love you and I didn't mean to hurt you but at the same time...that's your mom."

I knew that I understood but I was just too aggravated, not at Camila but at my own father.

"Hey...I know you're upset. That's okay. I'm sorry." She draped her hands over my shoulders, bringing our bodies closer.

I looked at her, not wanting to not look at her beautiful face for another moment.

"I forgive you, I understand. I'm just...ugh. I thought I knew my father." I threw my head back, in frustration.

"Hey, hey, hey...I know, it sucks and it's scary. I don't necessarily know how this business side works but I do know that you're one of the strongest and kindest human beings there is so you're going to make it out, alive." I chuckled at her wordplay but she made me feel loved.

"Thank you, baby. I love you...so much." I gripped her waist, bringing us closer together as I took in her scent as we hugged.

I didn't care that I was outside in Milan, crying on my girlfriend's shoulder as she reassured me. This was much needed.

Constantly, she expressed loving words and reassuring actions. I felt the presence of my mother watching us.

Camila pulled away from me, still attached to my hip - our hands interlocked as she rested her head on my chest.

"You guys are the cutest." My mother smiled softly, walking closer to us. "Camila...thank you for everything, once again...it means a lot." Camila pulled away from me to engulf my mother in a hug and it was a precious sight to see.

"Jesus, Shawn...come here." My mother gestured me to join the hug, causing both Camila and I to chuckle.

These were the people that I loved and trusted the most and the fact that they put up with me and all my actions and emotions, meant the world.

"I love you guys."

"We love you too."

"We'll get through this."

A/n

I'd just like to say...

I AM HERE FOR MORE KAREN + CAMILA CONTENT!!!

Also, I know I mentioned having this book number two on the Shawmila hashtag but as much as it means the WORLD...ratings are not important to me but knowing that you guys are ENJOYING this book is:)

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