There Is No Devil Sinners Duet Book 2 By Sophie Lark-pdfread

Mara’s face blanches. She was another of Shaw’s attempts at “collaboration.”
He began the process of killing her, hoping I would complete it.
I take a breath. This is the part I didn’t want to tell her. The part I’ve tried not
to think about since. The only other thing that’s ever made me feel guilty.
“At that point, as far as I know, Shaw had never killed anyone. I’m sure he
had thought about it. Fantasized. Watched movies, read books, looked at porn
that scratched a certain type of itch for him. But it was all theoretical. All
imagination.
“I had taken fantasy into the real world. And to Shaw, I was a hero. An icon.
Everything he wanted to be, but wasn’t. Any boy at our school with talent or
swagger wanted to be friends with me. All the girls wanted to date me. None
more than Valerie.
“I liked her, but I wasn’t interested in dating anyone. All I cared about was
the trajectory of my career. Now that Oswald was out of the way, every door
stood wide open.
“Shaw was obsessed with Valerie. She had a specific look that you’ve
probably seen replicated in every girl he’s killed: slim, beautiful, with long
dark hair, and at least one tattoo.”
“Everyone except Erin,” Mara murmurs.
“That’s right. Everyone except Erin.”
“Even me.”
“Yes,” I admit. “Though for me, that had nothing to do with Valerie. I
noticed you because of what you did with that dress. But I’m sure Shaw
loved that our tastes were finally aligning.”
“He wanted Valerie because he thought you wanted her.”
“Yes. He could never understand the difference between respect and desire.”
Mara sighs. “I don’t know if they are that different. It wasn’t your looks that
drew me at first—I admired you. So much that it overpowered everything
else.”