Rival Worship
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐘 "Are you a virgin?" A blush tainted his cheeks at my utter bluntness. "I-yes I am." He whispered, stuttering as he started ahead not meeting my gaze. I smirk at him. Her class, her empire, was ruled by her, the queen. His class, the first in his empire, was the qui...