Chapter Five

*Chapter 5: The Wedding Day*

Sandra stood in front of the mirror, staring at her reflection. She couldn't believe it had come to this. She was actually going to marry Xavier Leo.

The past few days had been a blur of wedding preparations and meetings with Xavier's family. Sandra had tried to protest, but it seemed like no one was listening.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, Sandra felt a sense of detachment. This wasn't her life. She was a biker chick, not some Mafia wife.

But as she turned to leave, Sandra's eyes landed on a photo of her father. She felt a pang of sadness, missing him dearly.

Sandra's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of her mother's voice. "Sandra, it's time to get going."

Sandra nodded, feeling a sense of resignation wash over her. This was it. The wedding was really happening.

As she walked out of the room, Sandra's eyes met Rhea's. Her friend looked worried, and Sandra knew that she was thinking the same thing. How were they going to get out of this?

The ceremony was a blur of faces and voices, but Sandra's eyes were fixed on Xavier's. He looked cold and calculating, and Sandra felt a shiver run down her spine.

As they exchanged vows, Sandra felt a sense of unease wash over her. This was it. She was married to Xavier Leo.

The reception was a lavish affair, with hundreds of guests and a live band. Sandra felt like she was in a dream, but she knew that she had to snap out of it.

As she danced with Xavier, Sandra felt a sense of discomfort wash over her. This was her husband, but she didn't know him at all.

Xavier's eyes seemed to bore into Sandra's soul as he pulled her closer. "You look beautiful tonight," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

Sandra felt a shiver run down her spine as she met Xavier's gaze. There was something in his eyes that made her feel uneasy, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

As the night wore on, Sandra felt like she was trapped in a nightmare. She was married to a man she didn't know, and she had no idea what the future held.

But as she looked around the room, Sandra's eyes met Rhea's. Her friend was smiling, and Sandra knew that she was thinking the same thing. They would get through this, togetheer.

As the night wore on, Sandra felt like she was trapped in a never-ending cycle of smiles and small talk. She was exhausted, and she just wanted to go home.

But as she glanced over at Xavier, Sandra felt a sense of unease wash over her. This was her husband now, and she had no idea what he expected from her.

As the reception came to a close, Xavier took Sandra's hand, his eyes locked on hers. "It's time to go," he said, his voice low and smooth.

Sandra nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation wash over her. What was going to happen next?

As they walked out of the reception hall, Sandra was greeted by a sea of flashing cameras and shouting reporters. She felt like she was in a nightmare, and she couldn't wake up.

Xavier's hand tightened around hers, pulling her close. "Just smile and wave," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

Sandra nodded, feeling like she was going to throw up. This was too much, too soon.

As they made their way through the crowd, Sandra felt like she was losing herself in the chaos. She was just a prop, a trophy wife for Xavier's benefit.

But as they reached the car, Xavier's driver opened the door, and Sandra felt a sense of relief wash over her. She was finally going to get out of there.

As they drove away from the reception hall, Sandra felt like she was leaving her old life behind. She was married to Xavier Leo now, and she had no idea what the future held.

Xavier's hand was still wrapped around hers, his fingers intertwined with hers. Sandra felt a sense of unease wash over her, but she didn't pull away.

As they drove through the city, Sandra felt like she was in a dream. This was all so surreal, so unbelievable.

But as they pulled up to Xavier's mansion, Sandra felt a sense of reality wash over her. This was her life now, and she had to deal with it.

Xavier's hand tightened around hers, pulling her close. "We're home," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

Sandra nodded, feeling a sense of trepidation wash over her. What was going to happen next?

As they stepped out of the car, Sandra felt like she was walking into a whole new world. She was married to Xavier Leo now, and she had no idea what the future held.

As Xavier's driver opened the door, Sandra felt a sense of trepidation wash over her. What was she getting herself into?

Xavier's mansion was even more impressive than Sandra had imagined. The high ceilings, marble floors, and lavish decorations made her feel like she was in a fairy tale.

But as she followed Xavier through the mansion, Sandra couldn't shake the feeling that something was off. The atmosphere felt tense, and the staff seemed nervous.

Xavier led Sandra to a lavish bedroom, complete with a four-poster bed and a stunning view of the city. "This will be your room," he said, his eyes locked on hers.

Sandra felt a surge of unease, but she tried to keep her cool. "It's beautiful," she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Xavier smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "I'm glad you like it," he said. "You'll be staying here from now on."

Sandra's heart skipped a beat as she processed the information. She was trapped.

But as she looked around the room, Sandra felt a sense of determination wash over her. She was going to get through this, no matter what.

And with that thought, Sandra began to plan her next move.

As Xavier turned to leave, Sandra felt a sense of relief wash over her. She was finally alone.

But as she looked around the room, Sandra's eyes landed on a small, intricately carved box on the nightstand. It was beautiful, but there was something ominous about it.

Sandra's curiosity got the better of her, and she walked over to the nightstand to investigate. As she opened the box, she was hit with a wave of emotions.

Inside the box was a small, diamond-encrusted necklace. It was beautiful, but it was also a reminder of the life Sandra was now trapped in.

As she stood there, staring at the necklace, Sandra felt a sense of despair wash over her. She was married to a man she didn't love, and she was trapped in a life she didn't want.

But as she looked around the room again, Sandra's eyes landed on a small, hidden door. It was cleverly concealed behind a tapestry, and Sandra wouldn't have noticed it if she hadn't been searching for a way out.

Sandra's heart skipped a beat as she realized the significance of the door. It was a way out, a way to escape the life she was trapped in.

As she walked over to the door, Sandra felt a sense of excitement wash over her. She was finally going to take control of her life.

But as she reached out to open the door, Sandra heard a voice behind her. "I wouldn't do that if I were you."

Sandra spun around, her heart racing. Xavier was standing in the doorway, a look of amusement on his face.

"Why not?" Sandra asked, trying to keep her cool.

Xavier smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Because that door leads to a place you don't want to go."

Sandra's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possibilities. What was Xavier hiding?

As she stood there, frozen in uncertainty, Xavier walked over to her. "Let me show you something," he said, his voice low and smooth.

Sandra hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded. She had to know what Xavier was hiding.

As Xavier led her to a small, hidden room deep in the mansion, Sandra felt a sense of trepidation wash over her. What was she getting herself into?

But as she looked around the room, Sandra's eyes widened in shock. There, on the wall, was a photo of her father.

Sandra's heart skipped a beat as she stared at the photo. What did Xavier have to do with her father?

As she turned to face Xavier, Sandra felt a sense of anger wash over her. "What is this?" she demanded.

Xavier smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "This, my dear, is the reason you're here."

Sandra's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possibilities. What did Xavier mean?

As she stood there, frozen in uncertainty, Xavier began to explain. "You see, Sandra, your father was involved in some... unsavory business. And now, you're going to have to pay the price."

Sandra's heart sank as she realized the truth. She was trapped, and she had no way out.

Sandra's eyes narrowed, her mind racing with possibilities. What had her father gotten himself into?

Xavier smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "Let's just say that your father owed me a favor. And now, you're going to have to pay it back."

Sandra felt a surge of anger, but she tried to keep her cool. "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Xavier leaned in close, his breath hot against her ear. "I want you to be my wife, in every sense of the word. I want you to stand by my side, to support me, to love me."

Sandra felt a shiver run down her spine as she pulled away from Xavier. "I don't love you," she said, her voice firm.

Xavier's smile never wavered. "That's okay, my dear. You will."

Sandra's heart sank as she realized the truth. She was trapped, and she had no way out.

As Xavier turned to leave, Sandra felt a sense of desperation wash over her. She had to get out of there, no matter what.

But as she turned to follow Xavier, Sandra's eyes landed on a small, hidden keycard on the table. It was labeled "Escape Route."

Sandra's heart skipped a beat as she realized the significance of the keycard. It was her ticket out of there.

As Xavier disappeared into the shadows, Sandra grabbed the keycard and made a run for it.

She sprinted down the hallway, the keycard clutched in her hand. She could hear Xavier's voice behind her, shouting for her to stop.

But Sandra didn't look back. She kept running, her heart pounding in her chest.

Finally, she saw a glimmer of light ahead. The exit.

Sandra burst through the door, gasping for air. She was free. H