บททั้งหมดของ Second Life: Mafia Lady Trapped In A Novel's Story: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

“Duke Valmont! What did your daughter just say?! Explain!”The thunderous voice immediately silenced the entire large hall which had been busy whispering.The person who had just shouted was standing next to the emperor. He likely held a position that could not be underestimated.Isolde was also shocked by the harsh rebuke. She had forgotten that she wasn't currently in Vroshea, where everyone understood English.Duke Valmont was seen bowing his body trembling.“Please have mercy, Your Majesty Emperor Thalric. It seems my daughter was overexcited by seeing Duke Devereux so charming.”Isolde almost rolled her eyes.Of course, it was a made-up excuse. However, Duke Valmont's glaring eyes made Isolde's body react with fear.'Ugh! Why am I scared?! Hey, Isolde! I won't be scared by the glare of a mere human like your father! Don't be scared!' Isolde said to herself, as if talking to another self.Of course, Isolde von Valmont's soul was no longer in its proper body. Now Isolde was Bianca

“Oh my God, oh my God! So, I'm entering a time where the novel hasn't even begun yet?”Isolde began to rethink her plans. She was seen pacing around her room with a troubled expression, biting her nails.“No wonder I don't know this Isolde girl!”While she was lost in her thoughts, someone knocked on the bedroom door. “Duchess! I’ll take you to the baths.”“What?! A bath?!” Isolde screamed, her voice choked. “I don’t need that right now! I need to know how I killed my husband!”However Isolde tried to remember, she did not find the answer. The novel only mentions that Duke Devereux's older brother was murdered by his wife.In the midst of panic, Isolde's sane mind began to work.‘Don’t worry! I just have to avoid the murder route, then become a super good and loyal wife! Happy life! Happy ending!’Isolde nodded her head, agreeing with her own thoughts."That's right! I can just live peacefully with the current Duke of Devereux. My death flag will be averted!""Duchess?! Is there a pro

"Sol …."Bastiven lost badly!Facing the temptations of a drunken Isolde proved no easy feat. The man was forced to carry the woman to bed.Bastiven must have also realized that there was something wrong with the wine they were drinking. This type of wine shouldn't have any effect on the duke.Between Bastiven's strong arms, Isolde lay helplessly, her robe half undone, exposing only a small part of her body.“I'm not sure you want this, Isolde,” Bastiven said in a low voice.However, Isolde was already lost in her intoxication and thirst for someone's touch. She gently stroked her husband's two strong arms and said, "Why aren't you sure? You can see for yourself that I didn't reject you, My Lord."Bastiven's defenses crumbled. Despite his logical attempts to restrain himself, his male desires could no longer be contained. This was all due to the unusual influence of the wine.If it weren't for the sudden return of memories of his past life just before they set off north, Bastiven migh

"And you, why did you even take the documents, Bas?"Isolde’s eyes squinted at her husband. Instead of taking him to the dining room, Bastiven took one of the papers from the pile of documents on the table and read it.“I didn’t eat breakfast, Duchess,” Bastiven replied without taking his eyes off the documents. “This is my return home after 11 years on the battlefield. I have too many things to attend to than breakfast.”The Duchess frowned. No. She didn't like eating alone. Before this second life, she had never experienced eating with a family.Even though she is the successor of a mafia clan, she is a woman who longs for a husband and children whom she can call family.‘Damn! How am I supposed to invite this stiff guy to eat breakfast with me?’ Isolde thought.In the past, she could order her men to sit down and eat with her. Now, she was facing a duke of royal blood, second only to the emperor.Isolde's acting began. She acted like a wife who felt abandoned. Shedding a tear or tw

"Don't forget the conditions I proposed earlier, Duchess!"Half-heartedly, Bastiven finally granted Isolde's request to practice swordsmanship.After Isolde changed into one of Bastiven's training clothes, they headed straight to the training arena usually used by Devereux's soldiers and knights.“Yes, Honey!” Isolde exclaimed, seemingly already familiar with Bastiven’s nickname. “Don’t worry! You’ll be amazed by my power!”Seeing Isolde excited, felt strange in Bastiven's eyes.In Bastiven's previous life, the woman who became his wife always seemed gloomy. Until the day they killed each other. Completely different from the Isolde in the life she was living now.Seeing Bastiven frozen in place, Isolde approached. As if it were perfectly normal, she took her husband's hand and patted it gently. "Bas! Why are you so quiet? Are you sick? You're not angry, are you?"Bastiven stared at the woman who seemed worried about him. ‘How strange. Isolde has changed. Even my survival is strange.’