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

Even now, the things I do for Mara are really for me. I like the way she looks
dressed up in gorgeous clothes. I like watching her eat ice cream. I like the
way she melts under my touch. I like that I have the power to further her
career. It feels just and right when she gets the attention she deserves because
she’s fucking talented and her art is far more interesting than the shit turned
out by commercial-minded egoists like Shaw.
Everything I do for her binds her closer to me. I want her dependent on me,
so she can never leave. So she never even wants to.
Mara is distracted by everything beautiful, everything interesting.
I have to be more interesting, more useful to keep her attention.
When I have her focus, her energy surges into me. She fills me with life.
I can’t lose her. I can’t go back to numbness and boredom.
Which puts me in a dilemma.
I want her parents punished.
But Mara is vehemently opposed to revenge. She doesn’t even want to kill
Shaw, which has locked us in a bizarre three-way stalemate.
I hate how she binds my hands. And yet, I know Mara’s stubbornness. Her
boundaries are not where they should be, but they do exist. If I cross a hard
line with her, I risk severing the fragile ties between us. She’ll bolt and I may
never capture her again.
I slip out from under the covers, careful not to jolt her. Mara lets out a sleepy
sigh. I tuck the blankets around her so she stays warm and cocooned.
Her laptop sits on the dining room table. It’s a piece of shit Lenovo—yet
another thing I should replace for her. I hate when Mara touches anything
shitty or cheap.
I open the lid, letting out an irritated tsking sound when I see that she has no
password protection. It only takes me a moment to open her email.
She told me that she has her mother blocked on every social media platform,
and she hasn’t shared her phone number in years. But Tori Eldritch still