After dressing up as the evil girl in the second game, I opened my eyes and found myself in the Shur

Thinking of the wine-serving maid who was tied to a stone and thrown into the sea, Sera's back felt cold.

She pretended to be calm and accepted the invitation card, If he insists on inviting me to be his female companion, I can't refuse anymore.

Your pleasure.

The servant finished speaking proudly and left around her.

When the others disappeared around the corner, Sierra held the invitation card tightly and frowned.

She must not let him know that she knows that there are humanoid creatures called vampires in the world. According to the world structure of the novel, any human who knows the inside story will be sentenced to death. This is the same as the rules followed by the wolves.

Escape is not the answer. The Duke may use more extreme means to verify the inside story he wants to know.

She had to attend this dance and dispel his doubts.

But this guy has the ability to read minds, and everyone's dirty thoughts at the dance are under his nose. How can she control her brain and stop her from thinking wildly?

Sera sighed, it was impossible to do this.

Dusk falls.

Sera appeared in the first-class banquet hall holding an invitation card and was bright and flamboyant. Her simple black skirt with large puff sleeves and a few jewelry were destined to not hide her beautiful and outstanding facial features.

Many super wealthy businessmen cast new glances at her.

For businessmen like them who have money but lack nobility titles, marrying a noble wife to achieve class crossing is a good idea.

Sera politely refused some of the men who came to invite her to dance. She didn't find the Duke among the flow of jeweled people. She looked around and looked away, picked up a glass of champagne and found a long soft chair to sit down alone.

After an afternoon of ideological work, she thought she should be able to cope with this crisis.

The first track was polka. The lively and jumping rhythm and the girl's floral skirt dazzled Sera.

She inherited Sera's death ending in the book, inherited her unique bitch beauty and femme fatale heart, but did not inherit her past and muscle memory.

How do you jump on this thing? She'll absolutely break into shit.

Miss Serra, right?

A dark-haired man in a black tuxedo walked up to her, his handsome young face smiling, We met at the party, and you left in a hurry.

Sierra didn’t remember this person at all, “Hello.”

My friends don't mean any harm. The second track is a waltz. I can... Before he could finish his implicit invitation, a middle-aged woman dressed like a large beige cake stepped forward and took his arm.

Okay, Roger, you should go to bed, don't disturb me.

She looked at Sera for a moment and said, Don't disturb Miss Sera.

Sierra really wanted to take the initiative to add someone who didn’t have money to get in for her.

A young lady who has no money and no favors will be ignored by dogs, which is a chain of contempt for contemporary aristocratic women.

It's only 8 o'clock, Mom. The young man in a tuxedo was dissatisfied, I'll dance again.

I'm waiting here, not dancing. Sera smiled gracefully.

Who invited Miss Serra to enter the first class cabin? The self-proclaimed noble woman held her son's arm and looked unhappy.

Just as a dignified man walked into the door, he gave a sparse greeting and asked Sera to find his voice. Her eyes curled up, Duke Rosehill.

The two people standing in front of her turned their heads.

The young duke, who was the richest after the king, came towards her.

He was wearing a formal black suit made of expensive materials. His short light blond hair was neatly combed back with hair wax. His dark eyes peered through the crowd at the girl with a bright smile.

My ears were buzzing with countless dirty thoughts that were silent.

The moment he looked at her, Rose Hill raised his eyebrows slightly.

The mind-reading ability suddenly failed, and the voice belonging to Sera's heart was silent and silent.

Miss Serra, please wait.

His voice was pleasant, but there was no warmth in his tone.

The time is just right, would you like to invite me to dance? She took the initiative to extend her hand to him.

She will do the second track.

The big hand wearing leather black gloves held her hand and walked towards the center of the dance floor.

The lady in the cake skirt and her son, who were left standing aside, looked at each other, and they both saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

The waltz was the only social dance Serra had ever experienced.

After doing enough psychological construction, she calmly put her hand on Rose Hill's shoulder, You invited me to dinner and dance two or three times, and fell in love with me at first sight?

Nothing to mention. He danced gracefully and skillfully, and his gorgeous and natural movements were not inferior to any other man present.

That's a pity. Sera looked disappointed. She deliberately stepped on two wrong beats, hooked her toes on his leather shoes, leaned forward and fell into his arms.

The hand on her lower back quickly tightened to help her maintain balance, and the two bodies, one cold and one hot, were close to each other.

I've liked you for a long time. Sierra raised her face, and her warm breath fell on his pale and cold chin.

In order to be consistent on the outside, she was making crazy confessions to him in her mind.

Like you, like you, like you, like you

All the dirty thoughts in his heart were covered up by the confession that was so close and had the loudspeaker turned on.

The ability to read minds was inexplicably restored at this moment.

Rose Hill lowered his head expressionlessly. His eyes were very dark, and the color was so rich that no light refraction could be seen, nor could Sera's face be reflected.

Hearing her passionate confession, no human emotions could be seen on this deep face.

The woman who just spoke to you thinks that you are spying on his son. His tone was still calm, and he could continue to keep up with the beat while holding her upright with his hand.

How do you know? Have you been listening to my conversation for a long time? Her mind was still telling him I like you, and her bright and pretty little face was revealed with a layer of pale pink that resembles a girl's spring.

It is estimated that everyone present at this moment noticed that she, Sera, was openly seducing this cold-blooded Duke who seemed to be otherworldly.

Rose Hill said nothing, his dark eyes half-covered by his eyelashes staring at her closely.

Any lies will be ignored by him, and Sera can't say a wrong word.

The waltz began to end slowly, and he remained indifferent, so she gently put the hand on his arm on one of his broad shoulders, I'm not interested in him. Although we met for the first time, I was in the newspaper. I fell in love with you the first time I saw your photo.”

Sierra tilted her head up, almost touching the tip of his nose, her cream-brown eyes not evading at all, I don't know why you killed that maid, but I like you, so I am willing to accept and keep all your secrets.

Taking the initiative to confess and show her loyalty, and portraying herself as an infatuated and fierce woman, were the only strategies she could think of.

The lie is not complete enough. One corner of Rose Hill's lips raised with a sneer smile.

I was just afraid that you would kill someone and silence me, so I refused your first invitation.