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Louis liked being the center of attention and someone's play thing. He craved the warm touch of another flame and liked to be cherished. He knew he had high standards but after being with Liam he knew he could get guys to do anything he wanted with an extra swing in his steps.
The first time he found himself a "sugar daddy" it was as a lifeline more than anything. He avoided sleeping with the man and just used other things like his hand and mouth which caused the poor bloke to somehow mistake it as him saving himself for their marriage. Regardless, he got a nice ring out of it.
See the men he liked never skimped on anything especially jewelry, they liked to shower Louis in the finest things they could find in exchange for more time with him. It wasn't a secret that he was a bit of a gold digger but with an arse like his who wouldn't use it? He did need to pay for his classes at Uni and other luxuries for the time in between men.
Granted the last man he was with left him a substantial amount of money just to shut him up about his odd kinks involving some bdsm even Rihanna could not sing about.
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When he first met Harry he was just having a good time with Zayn and his boyfriend Niall. They were the embodiment of everything Louis has given up searching for himself, they were the perfect couple.
"I'm going to dance want to come with?" Louis shouted over the bass of the dub step song with Ellie Goulding’s voice layered over it. Typical cliche club music really.
Zayn shook his head glancing at the dance floor but Niall chugged the rest of his pint and took Louis hand smiling before leading them out.
"Let's get Zaynie out here!" Niall trailed back to where they were standing and Zayn was in fact watching them. Catching on to the glint in his eye Louis grinned.
"Tell me if it gets to be too much I don’t want to have Zayn mad at me again!" Niall threw a final glance over at Zayn and nodded, Louis was a handful drunk or sober.
He started slowly grinding their hips together and bringing Niall’s forehead level with his.
"He's going to be so ticked." Niall giggled and placed his hands just above his arse.
Louis started to increase the grinding with the song and when Zayn remained sitting down he took it up a few notches and turned around grinding his arse back on Nialls crotch swiveling his hips rocking with the beat.
"Sweet Jesus Lou how has no one tried marrying you yet?" He turned his head and saw Niall was genuinely asking. He couldn't help but laugh, no one is worth giving up his extravagant life for.
Louis loved dancing with Niall but he really just wanted to get down and dirty today. He bent over and jersey turn piked him before body rolling back to up to him.
In a flash there was another body now pressed flush to his front squishing him back even further into Niall who was a bit turned on judging by what was poking his leg.
"This is extremely hot and all but I thought you didn't do threesomes?" Zayn grunted and shoved Louis out from between them and continued slobbering over Niall whispering various activities Louis did not need to hear about.
He fixed his clothes and did a once over in someone's glasses before winking and being pulled into a group of girls dancing. Not his thing but they generally tended to be raunchier dancers then most men and it’s just what he was looking for.
He slid behind a girl and lost track over how many sweaty bodies he danced with. The longer he stayed the worse the music turned until Miley's new song came on and he found a male body behind him. He didn't bother turning until he actually twerked on the lucky guy and was more than pleasantly surprised to find he was actually attractive from what he could see under the dim lighting.
The man brought Louis hands over his shoulders to tangle in his hair while his hands roamed every inch of Louis body they could reach.
"I have a piercing on my penis if you’re looking for any sharp objects" Louis winked.
The man quirked an eye brow and trailed his hands an inch beneath Louis trousers before he squeaked in protest.
"I was kidding! There's nothing on my body not even a tattoo!"
Louis lifted his shirt a prove a point.
"Perfect. You're body should stay that way."
To say Louis was shocked that sultry sweet voice came out of the body in front of him would be an understatement. He expected a younger voice.
"How old are you love?"
"Love? Sounds cute coming from you, how old are you babe?" The man squeezed his arse and bit into his neck starting to suck a bruise into the clean flesh.
Louis grunted at the distraction, "I asked first, and gave you the pleasure of experiencing probably the best dancing you'll ever have at a club AND may I remind you whose fabulous arse you have in a vice grip."
"A bit cocky you are." The man moved the hand not on his arse to Louis face, resting on his cheek.
"And a bit avoiding the question you are." Louis moved to step back but the man brought him impossibly closer.
"Twenty nine babe."
"What!? You look maybe eighteen if I'm being nice! That's preposterous are you just fucking with me?"
"I'd love to be but sadly I'm not, yet anyway. Your age?" He didn't wait for an answer before he was subtly guiding him off the dance floor.
"Nineteen but my birthday is next week." Louis tripped a bit.
"Lovely babe, want to get out of here?"
"Not really I'm not drunk enough yet."
"I'll make you drinks at the hotel."
"Promise?"
"You're quite ridiculous but yes I promise."
"Okay."
He lead Louis to the entrance until he stopped in his tracks rooted by the door.
"I don't even know your name what if you plan on chopping me into little pieces and leaving me in the tub for the maids to find? I’ve seen a lot of movies and CSI marathons to know it is plausible and I at least want to know who I’m going to haunt."
He looked at Louis and sighed before handing him his ID.
"You can take a picture of it and send it to one of your friends in case you go missing, now come on."
Louis glanced at it and smiled.
"Okay Harry Styles I will."
A part of him was a bit intimidated by Harry so he took a picture of the whole thing before sending it to Zayn with a short message saying exactly what he told Harry.
"Good?" Harry looked down at Louis and he pecked his lips.
"Perfect." It was Harry's turn to shoot him a smile and rather then peck, to full on snogging him out of the club into a damn limo. He was impressed and it showed on his face when Harry chuckled.
"I like to travel in style."
"Suits you Styles."
Harry's eyes bulged out while Louis laughed.
"You did not just say that." Harry scrubbed his face and Louis plopped himself in Harry's lap bouncing a bit with the road.
"It's okay my arse makes up for any stupid shit that might come out of my mouth. Niall agrees with me, he said its the type sir mix a lot rapped about."
He furrowed his eyebrows.
"I think I'm drunker then I thought I was." Louis was a bit confused at himself and Harry laughed and popped a bottle of champagne. He chugged from the bottle and trailed his cold lips along Louis jugular not offering him a sip yet.
"Do you know this vein right here," he licked a long stripe and Louis dug his fingers into his trousers straight to his thigh, "is directly connected to the heart."
Harry kissed the same stripe and started to trail down leaving marks while Louis started to rut against his mid section.
"Easy there, we have all night."They got to the most posh hotel and went right up to the pent house suite.
Harry was true to his promise and made Louis fruity drinks just for laughs but to his surprise they were his favorite.
"Why don't you put on a show for me babe." Harry whispered before not so gently pushing Louis in front of him on the bed.
"What do I get out of it?" Louis huffed composing himself.
Harry looked taken back and Louis doesn't know what possessed him to open his mouth again when he had such a good lay starring at him even if he was a bit too into himself..
"I've had all this before Harry I'm not going to drop trousers for every fancy place I'm invited back to babycakes. I've had men throw diamonds at me just to get me to see them. I'm not easily impressed."
Harry sat with his head on his hands contemplative. Louis took the chance to study him and notice there wasn't one thing on his body that didn't scream high class or designer down to his shoes. Sure it was a more casual outfit but it screamed money, he hadn't noticed before at the club and he was a little put off. He didn't care about the money today he just wanted a fun time with a fit bloke and Harry had to prove himself as more than a wallet. After it was quiet for five minutes Louis sighed sobering up slightly and buttoned his trousers back up as well.
"It was nice meeting you Harry."
He looked up at Louis for the first time confused.
"What? Where are you going?" Harry stood up and tried to pull Louis back towards him.
He smiled at the effort but his mind was made up.
"You're very fit but I wanted someone real tonight, maybe another time."
He stood on his tip toes and kissed Harry one last time before practically running out of there so Harry wouldn't change his mind.
If he wasn't going for money the guys had to have some sort of personality to him that draws in a room, or really just interest Louis.
He made his way back down to the lobby and into a taxi not noticing the man in black following him in an SUV.
His flat was a bit of ways from there and he fell asleep on the ride so he also didn't catch the taxi pulling over and Harry hopping out of the passenger seat of the SUV and taking Louis phone from where he dropped it on the floor or him getting his adress.
He only woke up once the driver pulled up in front of the complex and said the ride was paid for which was a bit odd but he wasn't complaining.
Louis got out of the cab and walked across the street onto the curb before looking for his keys. With his luck he probably dropped them in the cab.
He fumbled up the few stairs and tried looking for his phone which also disappeared.
"Fucking hell man I turn down one bloke and my luck turns to shit."
He ran his fingers through his hair and remembers he gave his keys to Zayn in case he got stupidly drunk and lost them.
He groaned and hit his head on the door and just leaned on it hoping somehow it would magically open and he'd stumble inside.
"Louis! I thought you were dead I've been trying to call you." He opened his eyes and found out the door had turned to Zayn. He really needed to sleep.
Louis walked in behind Zayn and Niall enveloped him in a hug twice his usual force that strong enough.
"Guys I'm confused, why did you think I was dead?"
Zayn and Niall looked at him oddly then sat on the love seat while Louis plopped down onto the floor.
"The guy you sent us a picture of,Harry Styles, something didn't sit right with me so Niall just told me to google it and it turns out he's the leader of a mob."
There was three seconds when the flat was utterly quiet and in those three seconds Louis tried connecting Harry with the mob boss image. On the fourth second he was nearly in tears laughing so hard he felt he was going to puke.
"Stop pulling my leg Zayn that boy couldn't even manage to get me to stay and that is saying something. He was as bland as they get definitely not a frightening mob boss but thank you for giving me the best laugh of the century. I can't believe you're going to marry this joker Niall."
They both paled and side glanced at each other.
"What? You finally popped the question didn't you?" Niall scratched the back of his head looking sheepish.
"We proposed to each other the same night last week. It was our anniversary and it just felt right to the both of us." Zayn reached out for Niall and kissed his nose while Louis gagged in the background until he actually made himself throw up all the fancy drinks Harry had made him.
"Serves you right." Niall kept laughing at him throwing up in the toilet and Louis kept his middle finger up the whole time.
"Framing this moment." Zayn snapped a picture.
"I swear Zayn if that sees day light I will deflower your precious Niall myself."
"What makes you think he hasn't deflowered me virginity a long time ago?"
Louis dry heaved and Niall went on laughing again.
"I'll make you tea then we'll talk it's still pretty early." Zayn walked off to the kitchen and Louis cleaned himself up purposely splashing Niall as much as he could.
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"So you think he's a mob boss."
"That or just really dangerous, there's speculation on him but nothing sticks. Every case with any relation to him others have taken the fall or the case has been dismissed. I recognized his name because its floated around in the office once and the person on the case was dismissed from the firm. He isn't the type to get tangled with Louis."
"Zayn I love you but I really don't think he's capable of killing someone."
"Maybe not himself but he has people to do it for him, just be careful and don't get yourself caught up in his shit. If you were to disappear there would be nothing I could do without risking mine and Nialls life and I can't do that. Not again Louis."
"I know Zayn and I'd never ask you to do that again I'm sorry it happened once but trust me on this, I will never see him again. I walked out on him today didn't I? I'll pull someone else if I have to okay? Nothing to worry about."
Zayn nodded and the tension in his shoulders visibly deflated.
"Uhm I know it's not my place but I don't think you should stop him Zayn. He's a grown man and if he wants to do something he'll do it. I think he can protect himself."
Louis smiled at Niall, "thanks bud."
Zayn rolled his eyes, "I'm crashing here, Niall?"
"Yeah, same."
"Fine by me you guys practically live here. Oh and Zayn you're a part time lawyer maybe 3 months out of the year. Authority doesn't suit you stick to that freelance art writing shit you do and let Niall model briefs more often I have his add in the bathroom to wan-"
Zayns eyes bulged out and he beat Louis with the couch cushion until he farted and chased everyone out of the room.
"You sicko!"
"Farts are never not funny!" He heard Niall laugh in agreement before he passed out.
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Everything Zayn had said was weighing in Louis mind and he really felt guilty for putting them in that position the previous time but he didn't mean to.
Nick had seemed like a nice enough guy, he didn't expect him to turn violent and manipulative. It's a wonder how he got out of that one he'd said he was as good as dead if he left him and he believed him.
He believed he would kill, he'd done it before and came to Louis with blood splatter on still fresh on his shirt. Zayn went to wits end to protect him and made a horrible deal with the law firm. Some odd months out of the year he'd be their main lawyer and work big cases even if it played out into several months longer then contracted. He was the best it just wasn't his passion like the arts were.
He wasn't there when he jumped Zayn but he was when Nick hit Niall for lying about where Louis was. It was horrible; he still feels a twist in his gut thinking about how someone could hurt the one person who was good to the core. Too good to a friend he's made because of Zayn.
He hates himself still on the odd nights he's alone and thinks over if leaving was the smartest thing. He'd be hurting but Zayn and Niall would have never had to go through sleeping with one eye open and watching after a distraught seventeen year old Louis.
He used his landline to call Zayn even though they'd just left earlier in the day.
"What's wrong Lou?" Zayn sounded exasperated and Louis sighed.
"Just that Zayn, you shouldn't have to answer the phone saying what's wrong. I think yesterday was a big epiphany moment or something. I uh, I think I'm going to get a proper job for a bit. I know I don't need it but it'll keep me from going to events and what not. Maybe settle down like you and Ni."
He could hear Zayn roll his eyes at that. "No need to take the piss out of me mate I was just looking out for you."
He scoffed and Louis picked at his nails.
"I was being serious about the first part. It wasn't fair of me to do that to you guys and I want to prove how sorry I still am. Why anyone would punch Ni rattles my brain still."
Louis yanked on his hair and shut his eyes letting the memories flood back.
Nick with his stupidly big hair and conniving grin. The way he made people look at him. Then the bad comes flooding back in tides.
"LOUIS-"
"Huh? Er I'm here."
"Don't do that to yourself okay it was shit of me to bring it up again. Nick is fucking off somewhere far away remember? Nowhere near us. Now about that job, I could find something for you call in-"
"No, I want to do this you've been the best okay. I know I don't act it but you know I'm smart. I can look for a measly job to fill my time."
"I know you can Lou I just wanted to get you something I know you'd like."
"Oh?"
"The firm needs an assistant and well I need an assistant too. Three days a week to start you can even get another job where you can flirt your arse off for tips."
"I am not working at a strip club I have some dignity left in me!"
Zayn cackled over the line.
"I was thinking maybe that coffee shop not too far from where we live."
"So I could get you coffee while you're in the studio got it."
"I'm proud of you Lou."
"Yeah well it's for Ni and not you so." He heard Zayn laugh a bit and they said their goodbyes.
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"Did you get that sir?"
Harry was sitting behind his desk, with Louis file from everything his sources could muster up and everything on his phone. He was baffled as to why he would turn Harry down if he had money but the call he just listened in on answered a lot.
He waved off the person and sat back in his chair. He tapped his wires and reached about every line Louis had. His people were suppose to bug his place as soon as he left as well.
Harry is use to getting what he wants and he really had wanted Louis in his bed arse up naked.
He didn't know how to beg or even convince someone to stay since people were the ones usually begging him and he wanted to keep this one around without much of a fight. Louis seemed like he'd be an amazing shag to have as his own.
"What do you think Ed?" Harry swiveled to face his right hand man.
"I think it'd be good if he worked with that firm, we have tabs there anyway. The coffee shop though, it'd be funny watching you squirm while Louis pranced around smiling at everyone you ill tempered jealous git. But uh, that Nick they talked about. He's a dealer of ours on that branch over in Italy. Talked about a fine lad last time I talked to him with a description filling your boys."
"Tell Andy to get me his file. I think I'm going to pay a little visit to Louis."
"You're going to have to wine and dine the shit out of this one mate." Ed flicked Harry's papers.
Harry smirked, "If that means he'll only answer to me then, I have been known to charm the pants off of people."
"Please mate you're all rusty I'll be surprised if you can even charm an old lady." Ed jumped up,"If you can charm Louis into a full on relationship within a month I'll go to the stupid protocol meeting in Italy with the douche Nick."
Harry smirked, "done." Easy as snapping a neck.
"Not so fast, if you can't you have to go to that meeting and tell Nick you have Louis."
"You sinister bastard, there's a reason your hairs as red as the pits of hell, you're on."
They shook on it and in their business a deal or bet is always followed through, if they want to live.