Author’s POVThe words hit like a blade to the chest—sharp, sudden, and unforgiving.For a moment, no one moved. No one breathed. It was as though the entire world had come to a standstill, frozen in the cruel grip of disbelief.“He… passed away.”The biker's voice echoed faintly in the vast space, but it sounded distant—like it came from another world entirely.“No…” Lysander’s lips parted slowly, his voice barely above a whisper as he took a step back. His hand dropped limply to his side, his fingers trembling uncontrollably. “No… that’s not possible.”Lucien shook his head violently, his chest rising and falling erratically. “You’re lying,” he snapped, his voice cracking under pressure. “You have to be lying!” he screamed loudly, hoping desperately that the poor biker would agree with him, that this would all turn out to be some cruel misunderstanding.But the biker said nothing more. The tear that slid down his cheek said everything. It was true. Riven, their vice president and br
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