Chapter One

Here is the rewritten Chapter 1:

*Chapter 1: The Weight of Legacy*

Xavier Leo stood at the edge of the rooftop, gazing out over the city's glittering skyline. His eyes were cold, calculating, and devoid of emotion. He was a man who had been bred to rule, to dominate, and to destroy.

Twenty-five years of loyalty, duty, and bloodshed had led him to this moment. His grandfather, Salvatore Leo, had summoned him to discuss the future of the family business. Xavier knew what was at stake: the Leo family's legacy, their power, and their very survival.

As he turned to head back inside, his phone buzzed with an incoming text from his sister, Diana:

"Xav, Grandpa is waiting. Be careful."

Xavier's jaw clenched in annoyance. He didn't need his sister's warning. He knew the risks. He lived with them every day.

With a deep breath, he steeled himself for the meeting ahead. Little did he know, his life was about to take a drastic turn.

As he entered the penthouse suite, he was greeted by the familiar sight of his grandfather's advisors, Marco and Enzo. They nodded respectfully, their faces expressionless.

Xavier's eyes locked onto his grandfather, who sat behind the massive mahogany desk. Salvatore Leo's eyes, piercing and wise, seemed to bore into Xavier's very soul.

"Xavier, my boy," Salvatore said, his voice low and gravelly. "I've called you here today to discuss your future. The future of our family."

Xavier's instincts went on high alert. He knew that tone, that look in his grandfather's eyes. It meant something big was coming, something that would change everything.

"I'm listening, Grandpa," Xavier said, his voice cold and detached.

Salvatore leaned forward, his eyes glinting with a hint of steel.

"I've made a decision, Xavier. A decision that will secure our family's future, but it requires sacrifice. Are you willing to make that sacrifice, Xavier?"

Xavier's gut tightened. He knew that tone, that question. It meant his grandfather had already made up his mind, and Xavier was just along for the ride.

"I'll do what needs to be done, Grandpa," Xavier said, his voice devoid of emotion.

Salvatore nodded, a small smile playing on his lips.

"Good. Because what I'm about to propose will change everything, Xavier. Everything."

As Salvatore paused, Xavier's mind began to wander. What could his grandfather possibly want him to do? Something to do with the business? A new partnership? Or something more personal?

Xavier's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his grandfather's voice.

"Xavier, I want you to marry Sandra Park."

Xavier's eyes narrowed. Marriage? To some biker chick he'd never even met? It was absurd.

"I won't do it, Grandpa," Xavier said, his voice cold and detached.

Salvatore's eyes narrowed, his face darkening.

"You will do it, Xavier. You will do it because it's what's best for this family. And you will do it because I'm telling you to."

Xavier's anger boiled over, but he kept his emotions in check. He knew better than to cross his grandfather. Not yet, at least.

"I'll do it, Grandpa," Xavier said, his voice dripping with malice. "But don't think for a second that I'll make it easy for her."

Salvatore's eyes glinted with approval.

"That's the spirit, Xavier. Now go, and don't disappoint me."

Xavier nodded, turning to leave. He knew that his life was about to change in ways he couldn't even imagine. And he was ready to do whatever it took to come out on top.

As he walked away from the penthouse suite, Xavier felt a sense of determination wash over him. He would do whatever it took to secure his family's legacy, no matter the cost.

And as for Sandra Park? She would soon learn what it meant to be married to a Leo.

As Xavier walked away from the penthouse suite, he couldn't shake the feeling that his life was about to change in ways he couldn't even imagine. He thought about his grandfather's words, about the marriage, about the future.

Xavier's mind was a whirlwind of emotions, but one thing was certain: he would do whatever it took to secure his family's legacy. He would marry Sandra Park, no matter how much he disliked the idea.

As he walked, Xavier's thoughts turned to Sandra. Who was she, really? What was her story? Why had his grandfather chosen her as his future wife?

Xavier's questions were interrupted by the sound of his phone buzzing. He pulled it out, seeing a text from an unknown number:

"Xavier, this is Sandra Park. We need to talk."

Xavier's eyes narrowed. What did she want to talk about? He hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to respond. But his curiosity got the better of him.

"What do you want to talk about?" Xavier typed back.

There was a pause before Sandra responded:

"I want to talk about our marriage. I want to know what you're thinking."

Xavier's eyes rolled. What was she expecting him to say? That he was thrilled to be marrying her? Please.

"I'm thinking that I have no choice," Xavier typed back. "That my grandfather has made it clear that this marriage is non-negotiable."

There was another pause before Sandra responded:

"I see. Well, in that case, I suppose we should meet to discuss the details."

Xavier's jaw clenched. He didn't want to meet with her. He didn't want to discuss the details. But he knew he had no choice.

"Fine," Xavier typed back. "Where do you want to meet?"

Sandra responded with an address, and Xavier reluctantly agreed to meet her there the following day.

As he put his phone away, Xavier couldn't shake the feeling that he was trapped. Trapped in a life he didn't want, with a woman he didn't know.

But he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand. He would marry Sandra Park, and he would make sure that she knew who was in charge.

Xavier's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his phone buzzing again. He pulled it out, seeing a text from his sister, Diana:

"Xav, I heard about the meeting with Grandpa. I'm so sorry. What are you going to do?"

Xavier sighed, feeling a pang of frustration. What could he do? He was trapped.

"I'll do what I have to do, Di," Xavier typed back. "I'll make sure that the family's legacy is secure."

Diana responded with a string of encouraging emojis and a promise to support him no matter what. Xavier smiled, feeling a sense of gratitude towards his sister.

But as he put his phone away, Xavier couldn't shake the feeling that he was living a lie. A lie that would eventually catch up with him.

And as he walked away from the penthouse suite, Xavier knew that he was walking into a future that was uncertain, unpredictable, and potentially deadly.

Here is the continuation of Chapter 1:

As Xavier walked away from the penthouse suite, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was walking into a future that was uncertain, unpredictable, and potentially deadly.

He thought about his grandfather's words, about the marriage, about the future. He thought about Sandra Park, and what she might be like. He thought about the life he would have to lead, the role he would have to play.

Xavier's mind was a whirlwind of emotions, but one thing was certain: he would do whatever it took to secure his family's legacy. He would marry Sandra Park, no matter how much he disliked the idea.

As he walked, Xavier's thoughts turned to his childhood, to the memories he had made with his family. He remembered the laughter, the love, the sense of belonging. He wondered if he would ever experience that again.

Xavier's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his phone buzzing. He pulled it out, seeing a text from an unknown number:

"Xavier, this is Marco. Your grandfather wants to see you again tomorrow."

Xavier's eyes narrowed. What did his grandfather want now?

"I'll be there," Xavier typed back.

Marco responded with a simple "okay", and Xavier put his phone away.

As he walked, Xavier's thoughts turned to the meeting with his grandfather. What did he want to discuss? Was it something to do with the marriage, or was it something else entirely?

Xavier's questions were left unanswered as he arrived at his destination, a small café on the outskirts of town. He had agreed to meet Sandra Park there, to discuss the details of their marriage.

As he entered the café, Xavier's eyes scanned the room, looking for Sandra. He spotted her sitting in the corner, sipping a cup of coffee.

Xavier's eyes narrowed as he approached her. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined, with long, curly brown hair and piercing green eyes. But Xavier wasn't interested in her looks. He was interested in one thing: securing his family's legacy.

"Sandra," Xavier said, his voice cold and detached.

Sandra looked up, a smile playing on her lips.

"Xavier," she said, her voice husky. "It's nice to finally meet you."

Xavier nodded, taking a seat across from her.

"So, what did you want to discuss?" Xavier asked, getting straight to the point.

Sandra leaned forward, her eyes locked on his.

"I want to discuss our marriage," she said. "I want to know what you're thinking."

Xavier raised an eyebrow.

"I'm thinking that I have no choice," he said. "That my grandfather has made it clear that this marriage is non-negotiable."

Sandra nodded, a small smile playing on her lips.

"I see," she said. "Well, in that case, I suppose we should discuss the details."

Xavier nodded, his mind racing with thoughts of the future.

And as they sat there, discussing the details of their marriage, Xavier couldn't shake the feeling that he was trapped. Trapped in a life he didn't want, with a woman he didn't know.

But he pushed those thoughts aside, focusing on the task at hand. He would marry Sandra Park, and he would make sure that she knew who was in charge.

As they finished their discussion and parted ways, Xavier couldn't help but wonder what the future held. Would he be able to secure his family's legacy, or would everything fall apart?

Only time would tell.