Status Updates From Arrow of Fortune (Raiders o...

Constance was an objectively lovely woman—but she was still the danger gnome, the diminutive monster that had wreaked havoc over his childhood. They were friends—just a couple of mates. It was one thing to be mates and be aware that one of you happened to be exceptionally attractive. It was something else to vividly imagine sliding your hands up your mate’s skirt while her ample breasts heaved against your chest.

He is mine, body and soul, Ellie burned to say. I know the groan he makes when you touch him in the right place. I have tasted the salt of his tears on my lips. And you will keep your filthy claws off him.

Girl!! Just marry the man and stop your misery or at least fake marry him like Connie said 🤷🏼‍♀️

“Do you know, that’s never happened to me in England.” Constance stared out over the golf course, gloved hands resting on the rail. “Isn’t that funny? There are the occasional rude comments, of course, or the dowagers who are simply a little dim and warn me I’m spending too much time in the sun. But I’m not sure I’ve ever experienced something quite so…”

Oh my baby girl 💔

“Eleanora, it was quite clear in Cairo which nights Adam had slipped into your room to do wicked things to you. Just as it is very obvious when you two have not had the opportunity to… exorcise your sensual demons,” Constance finished with deliberate tact.

Constance is terrifying.

“We just danced like we knew what the devil we were doing!” he burst out, pitching his voice over the roar of the crowd. “How could we possibly have done that?”

What does that mean? Are they both somehow magical??

Boo don’t want it to end