Alle Kapitel von Mission: Save the Underworld Queen, or Die: Kapitel 1 – Kapitel 10

Matteo's POVThe doctor let out a heavy sigh beside me."Mr. Linari, your last injury caused a severe intestinal infection, and this time the knife hit the exact same spot. If you don't start taking care of yourself, you're looking at colon cancer."I stared up at the ceiling, my voice sounding like it was coming from a million miles away. "It's fine."Once the doctor left, I heard the System sigh too."Mission failed. You're going to be wiped out. Do you want to restart the mission and keep trying to save the underworld queen, Daniela Falcone?"I shook my head. "Just wipe me out.""Understood. Wipe-out protocol initiated. You have 72 hours left."I closed my eyes. The silence around me felt deafening.A second later, like a man possessed, I tapped open Luca Bianchi's livestream.He was broadcasting from the hilltop villa Daniela had bought for him.On screen, he stood at an easel mixing paints, an oversized shirt hanging off him and a hair tie looped around his wrist.Even

Matteo's POV"The cake is pretty sweet, but not as sweet as us," Luca said with a grin.The woman off-camera let out a soft laugh, and his eyes crinkled with unguarded happiness.By the time Luca had polished off half the cake, I'd finished choking down a bowl of crappy instant noodles.On screen, his second phone lit up. As he looked at it, his eyes reddened, his features frozen in shock.A few seconds later, in front of more than a hundred thousand viewers, he gasped, his whole body trembling.The livestream cut out abruptly. I was still in a daze when Daniela's call came through.She didn't give me a second to breathe before her fury came tearing down the line. "Matteo! You actually leaked my relationship with Luca online over a bowl of chicken broth and a few maids? If anything happens to Luca because of this, that worthless life of yours won't be enough to pay for it!"I tried to explain. "I don't know what you're talking about. I just got home, and I've been eating—""Yo

Matteo's POVI had nowhere left to go. Then again, I'd be gone soon enough—there was no point in having a place to stay anyway.With only three hours left on the clock, I sat out on the front steps, trying to soak up the sun. The bright light washed over me, but it did nothing to warm a body already going cold from the inside out.The courtyard gate creaked open. I looked up to see Luca leaning against it, his arms crossed over his chest, staring down at me with cold eyes."You really do have nine lives, don't you? Even that didn't kill you," he sneered.I blinked, a bit dazed, before a soft smile slipped onto my face. "Soon. Don't get impatient."He opened his mouth to snap back, but the sudden sound of approaching footsteps cut him off. Instantly, his arms dropped to his sides, and his face shifted into a picture-perfect mask of submissive innocence."Matteo, I swear I didn't mean to. Please don't be mad at me," he pleaded. "You just got discharged from the hospital. You can't

Daniela's POVFor a second, it felt like something struck me at the back of the head, and the memories from that time came flooding back all at once.Back then, I had genuinely believed Matteo was just faking his agony for attention, and I'd been completely disgusted by him.To make matters worse, Luca's knees had been flaring up, and he had practically begged Matteo to just talk with him and keep him company, but Matteo had refused.In a fit of sheer irritation, I lashed out and kicked him right in the chest.An inexplicable panic flared in my chest. I scrambled to leave, but before I could take a step, Luca walked out of the boutique, his brow furrowed."Dani, I suddenly feel really dizzy."I tucked my phone away at once and rushed him to the hospital.Two hours later, the doctor confirmed there was nothing wrong with Luca. Just a mild cold.Luca tugged gently at the hem of my jacket, looking up at me with apologetic eyes. "I'm so sorry, Dani. I didn't mean to make you worry

Daniela's POVMy chest heaved as I flashed back through the past three years. Every single time Matteo had been kidnapped, I'd rushed to the rescue the moment I got word. But every single time, Luca would call, and I would leave.There had been eight kidnappings in all, and each time my men had waited two hours before rescuing him. I couldn't stop wondering how badly Matteo had been hurt or how many times his heart had broken over the course of those hours."Dani, I know I was wrong! Please, don't leave me!"Luca tugged frantically at my pant leg, tears streaming down his panicked face. "This really is the first time I've ever done anything like this! I've never hurt anyone before, I swear!"But I wasn't seeing Luca. All I could see was Matteo's face—stubborn and utterly detached.When we first got married, he used to smile. His eyes used to be full of life.He would cook for me, tell me about his day, and pull me down beside him to read together.But back then, my mind had bee