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April 2018, London

When you own the crown jewels, you must be prepared for the intruders

The thief in the night and the murderer. The perpetrator and criminal

And if you have aggravated those criminals, then one must know how to take the intrusion

"Eighty" Mark told the man

The man handed over the money, eyes still on the boy "How old is he?" He asked

Mark looked the boy over, shrugging slightly "Why don't you ask him yourself?" He replied, smirking

The intruder smiled, in rhythm with Mark's own joy "How old are you, pretty?" He quizzed

"Nineteen" the boy answered

It was short-lived, their encounter, but once it was all over, Louis was back at the top of the stairs eyeing Mark who was stood at the bottom

"Sending someone up?" Louis asked, leaning against the wall at the top of the stairway, pretty and lithe as ever; but there was a dullness behind his eyes that would be missed had you not been looking for it

Mark shook his head, gesturing for Louis to come downstairs "They're here" he said simply

"Oh" Louis nodded as he spoke, cautiously walking down the stairs

"This is him, Mark?" The stranger checked, looking Louis over once he was downstairs

"He's the only thing I have" Mark replied with a shrug

The man smiled "Could take your house" he shot back "Kick you out and leave you homeless" he added "God knows you deserve it with the shit that goes on around here" he muttered, eyes flickering upstairs

"It's just business" Mark defended

"Call it what you will, it's disgusting" the man spat before turning to Louis "Come here" he ordered, tone soft despite his words

Louis walked over hesitantly, looking at the ground instinctively

"Look at me, let me see your face" he said and Louis looked up, the man stared at him for a few seconds before speaking "Ah yes, he's fine"

"Well, he's all yours. Have a nice day, Mr. Payne" Mark said, extending his hand for the man to shake

Mr. Payne gave it a look but didn't shake it, and Mark pulled away in embarrassment

Louis could tell that Mr. Payne wasn't just a drug dealer or a pimp; maybe something higher up. This made evident by his opulent suit and the watch on his wrist

"Come" The man said, and Louis complied, following him out of the house without so much of a glance towards his stepfather, to afraid to disobey the man in the suit

There was a new, black Range Rover parked just outside of the drive and Louis could make out another two faces from inside it

The man opened the back door and signalled for Louis to get in alongside a blonde haired man

"Ah, so you got him, Liam" The man from the front said, turning around to see Louis

"Obviously" Liam replied, immediately starting up the car and leaving the driveway

Niall frowned, still looking Louis over "Come closer" he ordered

Louis almost flinched at the words but complied nonetheless, deeming it the safer option. Niall didn't touch him yet, just eyed him closely for a few second before pulling back

***

Poverty is a myth. A simple excuse for the weak minded and the paupers. All those who try are able to get to the top of the ladder; it just depends how many people you're willing to step on to do so

Before long Louis was looking out of the window to see a house made of gold. Dark and dashing with black cars surrounding the sleek exterior

Liam was the one to let Louis out of the car, muttering something to one of the other boy's about what on earth they could do with him before speaking directly to Louis himself "Our boss is inside" he told the boy, walking up the front door and opening it

Louis nodded, swallowing as he walked into the large house with the rest of the boys. As soon as they entered Louis could hear voices

"What do you mean?" A deep voice said, he wasn't shouting but there was no doubt that he was angry despite his low voice

"I..I..." Another man spoke, the voice weak and afraid

"Hold up" Liam instructed, signalling for the boys to pause "Let's wait out here a second" Liam said. All four of them halted outside of the living room door

"Are you trying to tell me that you're not going to pay?" The deep voice continued

"Not yet, but soon I promise" the weaker man answered

There was a chuckle with the next reply "That's what you've been saying for the past three months" he reminded "Looks like I'm going to have to kill you now, which is a shame with the new wooden floor that I've invested in" he tutted in response

"Please don't do that! I can get it; I swear I can get it!" The other begged "Just give me a chance, Mr. Styles, please" he choked out.

"Too late" his words were followed by the sound of a gunshot and Louis swallowed with his eyes wide

"You didn't want to see that" Niall told Louis, putting a hand on his shoulder

Zayn looked at the other three, hesitating as he placed his hand on the doorknob "Shall we go in now?" He asked and Liam nodded

Zayn pushed open the door and the four of them walked in; Liam's hand on Louis' shoulder

"Ah boys! Here you are" Mr. Styles said loudly, putting the gun back into his pocket

"Hey Harry, we picked him up from Mark" Zayn told him, voice relaxed as he strolled over to where Louis could see the dead body "Who's that?" He quizzed, eyeing the dead body

Harry shrugged, smirk on his face "Guy I told you about earlier" he reminded "Owed me a hefty sum" he added

Zayn hummed softly, squatting down to level with the dead man "Unlucky fucker" he muttered

Liam coughed, gaining Harry's attention "Ah yes" Harry nodded as he spoke, looking over to Louis who suddenly felt self conscious "Come over here" Harry said and Louis felt his cheeks heat up as Liam let go of his arm and he walked over to Harry, all eyes on him

He looked at the dead body on the floor then back to Harry. The man was so calm, it was almost as if he wasn't the one who had been taunting a man and murdering him

"And what's your name?" Harry asked, still looking him over

"It's Louis, Sir" Louis answered and Harry gave him a nod

Harry hummed in satisfaction "Ah, yes" he said, reaching out to touch the boy's warm cheek

His touch was as icy as the cool metal of his rings; Louis almost flinched at the feeling

"Are we keeping him Harry?" Niall questioned "He'd make some money if you don't want him" he said "Either through bribing Mark or...other ways" he stated

"I'm thinking" Harry answered, there was a brief pause before he sighed and said "Niall, go prepare a room for him"

"We're keeping him?" Liam said with a raised brow

Harry shrugged, unfazed "In a good mood" he stated "And I'm keeping him" he corrected "For now" he added lowly; Zayn stifled a laugh and Harry turned to him with a glare

"Leave the room before I shoot both of your feet" Harry said, tapping the gun in his back pocket

Zayn laughed but left the room; with Harry you never knew if he was serious or joking

"Liam, show him where he's allowed whilst I get rid of this mess" Harry ordered, pointing to the dead body

"Will do" Liam promised with a nod "Come on, let me show you around" he said, leading the boy out of the room

Once they'd gotten to the top of the staircase Liam looked him over "Alright?" He quizzed and Louis nodded "Don't be nervous" he told the boy "The three of us aren't as bad as we look" he promised Louis remained silent, as Liam looked at the row of bedrooms to show him

"The bedrooms are on this floor" he explained "There's six of them, see?" He quizzed and Louis nodded again. Liam pointed to a staircase on the far end of the landing "We have a few more up there, as well as a gym" he stated "And further up in the attic there is the training room" he explained "The offices are downstairs with the kitchen" he continued "Feel free to explore any of these" he said

Louis blinked, hardly knowing what to say "Uh, thank you" he managed, not yet meeting the man's eyes

"This one's mine" Liam replied, nodding to a room with a large oak door and pushing it open so that Louis could see a little

He only had time for a glance before Liam lead him out, pointing to each of the rooms and telling them which one belonged to which boy

Niall walked out of a room that Louis was sure wasn't his and Liam gave him a smile

"All done, made the beds and shit" Niall said and Liam gave him a slight nod before leading Louis into the room

"And this is your room" Liam finished "It's not the best in the house, but it's the better of the few we have left" he stated

Louis looked around, eyes wide "It's lovely" he commented "Thank you" he added, eyes scanning every part of the room that was much bigger than his own back home.

Liam didn't reply, just smiled and Louis' thoughts ran wild with interest. How was it that men violent enough to kill could explain to him the house plan so calmly; freely offering him a bed and shelter?

"Any questions?" Liam asked finally and Louis shook his head "Well then, if you excuse me" he started "I have business to attend to with the boss" he informed "Any of the boy's will be willing to keep you occupied" he promised "We owe you that much, having taken you from home" he said

Louis blinked "Okay-"

"Oh and one final thing" Liam cut him off "Harry has few rules here, and they go for each person that enters this household" he said "Don't reveal the location of the house or spill any private information to anyone outside of here" he warned "Anything that you hear in this house stay in this house" Louis nodded immediately "Perfect" Liam replied, clapping his hands together "Then I shall see you later" he said simply before turning on his heels and walking out of the bedroom

It wasn't long before Louis gained company, with Zayn knocking on the bedroom door before strolling inside

"Content with your room?" He quizzed and Louis nodded immediately "Great" he declared "What did Liam say to you?" He asked

Louis blinked, shrugging slightly "Just showed me the house" he answered "Told me not to tell anyone anything I hear in here" he added

Zayn smiled "Rule number one" he joked, a causal aura to his words "Be a good thing not to piss Harry off either, he has quite the temper" he informed "So don't like- be rude or anything" he stated "That includes making fun of his hair" he added with a grin; before Louis could speak, Zayn asked "Do you need some clothes, or something?" he looked the boy over "You didn't bring anything" he added

Louis' brows furrowed in realisation "Oh" he said softly, nodding slightly "Yeah, I mean, I guess" he admitted, looking down at his hands nervously

"No worries" Zayn promised "I'll have some brought up to you" he added

Louis, only being a young boy, was a lot smaller than the rest of the boys who were in their early twenties. So when the clothes were brought up to him, they hug off of his body slightly, despite being the smallest clothes in the house

"They'll do" Zayn told the boy, looking him over "Want a tip?" He quizzed and Louis nodded slightly, brows furrowed "Don't sleep in here tonight" he said before walking out of the room

The timid boy swallowed, somewhere between being scared to his core and feeling slightly protected. He'd never lived in a house so secure, with men so powerful

It was the first time he ever felt protected in a way. Of course he was scared of Harry and the rest of the boys in that house, but he felt secure nonetheless. He was being sheltered from everything and anyone who'd ever hurt him before and, although Harry was a dangerous man, he wasn't hurting Louis just yet

He knew couldn't make any mistakes this time, or the consequence could be severe. He just didn't know severe they could be

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