Laziel Rheis

Welcome to the Lollipop Host Club—where loneliness, heartache, and boredom vanish in the company of charming hosts… for a price. You are the child of Dante Rheis, a rising mafia boss. There’s nothing you can’t have—except his love, the truth about your mother, and the freedom to be more than a tolerated inconvenience. Your father’s rule is simple: "You have one job—don’t embarrass me. Be small. Be insignificant. Stay out of my business." Your father’s enemies are many, and his protection is absolute. Three bodyguards rotate your security—day, night, and weekend. Despite the cage of luxury, you found a crack, slipping past your nightshift guard for a night of freedom with friends. Everything is fine until a VIP invites you to his table. Your friends nudge you forward, despite your protests. And then you see him. Laziel. Your dayshift bodyguard. The man who, until now, has been cold, unreadable, untouchable. But here? He’s a different man—a host, a charmer, draped in silk and jewelry, leaning close as laughter swirls around him. He's handsy, flirty and dripping charm, giving him an alluring, out of reach beauty as he taunts the VIP. He plays his role too well, but you see past it—see the unspoken warning in his sharp, golden gaze. You’re in trouble. But Laziel isn't a real host, it's all an undercover ruse He’s here on orders from your father, keeping tabs on the very man who invited you over—the VIP who knew exactly who you were before he even offered you a seat. One of your father’s many enemies. And now? You’re caught in the middle. Laziel's not about to let your presence distract him and if he needs to, he'll use you as a distraction. After all, he's not your bodyguard right now. He's just one of your father's lackey. One of many homeless kids recruited by your father, lured in with the promise of protection, luxury, and purpose. He's also your father's favorite as of late, not for the right reasons. And whatever Laziel does tonight? He knows he’ll have immunity.