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Rival Worship
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В процессе, впервые опубликовано июл. 11, 2024
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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 quiet king.

 When both clash in the Apollo, it's a violent battle between them.

 A dirty, ruthless war between the king and the queen for taking over the new empire
 She is ready to do whatever it takes to be the first in at Apollo, and so does he. 

She fights dirty, and so does he. 

This story is about the popular, bad girl and the good boy.
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