The Host Club

Raven, who was usually calm and indifferent, felt the need to defend himself from their mockery.

He didn't want to let them destroy his dignity. He pulled his arm and moved his body forcefully, trying to break free from the grip of the youths ambushing him.

Raven's shoulders and arms were slightly twisted, causing a piercing pain.

Raven groaned in pain, but still tried to maintain control. Some students passing by couldn't help but witness the incident.

They gazed with smiles, watching the five handsome boys as if they were bonding in camaraderie.

For some of their friends, the moment provided a refreshing touch in the monotonous routine of academy life. They saw the five handsome boys as refreshing figures, bringing a new color to their otherwise ordinary daily lives.

"Shh, no need to fuss! Let Alaric deal with it later," whispered the bespectacled youth choking Raven, ending their brawl.

Raven felt surprised when he realized that these youths were connected to Alaric. His heart pounded with anxiety and confusion. What was really happening?

Shortly after, Raven winced in pain as the three youths dragged him roughly, occasionally tormenting him.

They entered the elevator together, and inside, the cute and adorable youth in front of him started groping Raven's entire body.

"Hey! Hey! Hey!" Raven exclaimed, trying to halt the inappropriate action.

"No need to get worked up, I'm just looking for your wallet. Ah, found it. Oh, by the way, I'm Aiden, not hey hey hey," the youth said with a mischievous smile, his small hand delving into Raven's trouser pocket.

"Shit," Raven cursed again as Aiden reached into his pocket and deliberately brushed against his private parts.

Raven felt irritated and uncomfortable as Aiden rummaged through his pocket and intentionally brushed against his genitals.

He grumbled inwardly, frustrated with the worsening situation.

Aiden continued to smile wickedly, then pulled out a branded brown leather wallet from a well-known boutique. "Hm, Gucci," Aiden proudly announced.

"Ugh, another spoiled rich boy, huh, guys?" Aiden taunted with a condescending tone, while rifling through Raven's wallet.

Simultaneously, the elevator door opened as they reached the first floor. Their academy building had the first floor rented out as offices and some renowned food outlets.

The five youths exited the elevator and shortly after entered a room that resembled an office.

Once inside, the door was locked with a code, giving an impression of security and privacy.

Raven was ushered into the room. It consisted of a large table in the middle, surrounded by two comfortable-looking sofas.

On one side of the wall, there was a promising home theater setup, offering an enjoyable entertainment experience. A PS controller lay nearby.

Additionally, there was a two-door fridge in the corner of the room, seemingly stocked with various drinks and snacks.

Raven felt puzzled by the atmosphere of this room. Initially, he had hoped to meet Alaric and clarify the situation.

However, it seemed this wasn't the meeting he had anticipated. Raven tried to comprehend the purpose of their presence in this room. What was happening?

Why had they brought him here?

These questions haunted Raven's mind, but he realized he must remain vigilant.

"Welcome to Azari Host Club's basecamp. I'm Gavin," greeted the bespectacled youth named Gavin, without extending a handshake. He casually sat on one of the sofas, with his legs folded on the glass table.

"Ryder, the one with many piercings, and this is Dhimas, the most muscular," Aiden introduced the other two, who seemed most hostile towards Raven. Aiden headed to the fridge and grabbed a box of strawberry milk.

Meanwhile, Ryder and Dhimas chose to sit at the bar table, forming a group that clearly displayed their dislike for Raven from the first glance.

Shortly after, Alaric entered the room. His body appeared wet, indicating he had just come out of the shower.

He was only wearing a towel tied around his waist.

Alaric approached Raven confidently, tilting his head in a captivating manner.

He was unashamed of his state of undress, showcasing his perfectly sculpted chest.

Raven couldn't help but admit to himself that Alaric did indeed have an attractive and sexy physique.

"Damn," Raven muttered inwardly, trying to stay focused and not be swayed by Alaric's appearance.

"An angel with a devil's heart," he cursed. "Because of you, I had to clean the boys' bathroom. Can't believe I'm returning the favor when I was trying to help you, devil."

"So, do you want me to say thank you? I didn't ask you to help me. Besides, you're just a wannabe hero, so I might as well support your reckless actions to sacrifice yourself. I owe you nothing," Raven retorted sarcastically.

"Dog! Can I smack him, Al!" Dhimas threatened, rolling up his uniform sleeves.

However, Alaric signaled to Dhimas to restrain himself by raising his index finger.

Dhimas then abandoned his intention, while Ryder held back his friend's arm from further violence.