Chapter One

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AN: I've written a daddy fic where Louis is Harry's daddy (not actually) and now I've decided to swap the roles in an AU where Louis becomes Harry's playmate. I guess i just really like one of them being in control. NO SHAME

Louis took a step up onto the marble platform and waited for the lights to go on. He listened to the sound of feet shuffling across the floor as the other nine approached their own individual platforms for speculation. Excited whispers surrounded them and it made Louis' stomach clench for what was to come. He had known this would happen for the past eighteen years but he still couldn't believe he actually made it that long. Through the long hours of manual labor, lessons, and sleepless nights, he had somehow made it to Selection Day. It was the day where the five men and five women who were stood on individual platforms, were picked by buyers. And if you weren't, well, you went through selection over and over again until you weren't deemed to be a beneficial asset to the company. Louis didn't know what happened to those people, he just knew that they weren't seen again.

That didn't happen often though because in order to remain in the company, you had to have a valuable aspect about you such as grace, strength, or beauty, so majority of them were always selected. For example, the boy to the left of Louis was named Liam and he was given the title of strength by their Mother Superior. Mother Superior told Louis that he was beauty because he "looked like the son of Venus" with his curves and cerulean eyes. Louis didn't think that was true but he knew better than to question her decision at the age of sixteen.

Depending on your trait, you were given a certain color. It was that color that your silk robe was that they dressed you in for Selection Day. Since Louis' was beauty, he was given a lush pink robe that matches the color of the sky when the sun set. The silk felt delicious across his tanned skin and when the dressers were preparing him that morning, he had to admit that he did feel beautiful. His brown feathery hair was styled into a fringe that fell across his forehead and just above his eyebrows. His eyes had to show. That's what Mother Superior kept telling the dressers anyways as she styled his hair. His skin was washed three times and then bathed in expensive oils that made him smell like lavender because it was the scent of beauty and romance.

It was all ironic that they were essentially modern day slaves yet they were pampered before Selection Day as if they were some form Gods and Goddesses. Once during lessons, Louis asked his teacher why they did that and the response he got was, "Louis, it's tradition to make the elite feel as if they've won a god or goddess even though it is based in ancient Greek origins. The purpose of a playmate is to please their master, so what better way to please your master than to be the best possible thing they can buy?"

Louis understood, he thought he did at least. It made sense why on his platform it said Venus and on Liam's it read Kratos because the buyers wanted to know what type of person they were buying. Or "god" he supposes.

Throughout his eighteen years of living in the confinements of schooling to be the perfect playmate, Louis had learned everything he would need to be prepared for in the real world. He knew that masters were higher up in society, such as political leader, celebrities, and elite socialites so it was imperative that in order to be a good playmate, you made your master look good in public. A playmate is not to speak out of term or speak ill against their master. A playmate is ranked higher in society than the average person because of the crowd they are associated with. Never be ashamed to be a playmate yet don't be overzealous. A playmate may not leave the Master's grounds without permission or direct accompaniment of their master. And most imperatively, a playmate must obey their master regardless of situation.

The room around Louis went silent and he knew that the lights were about to be turned on and he would be met with his potential new master. He didn't know what she would be like or maybe even he for that matter. It was rare that a man would pick another man but it definitely wasn't unheard of. Given that a playmate must remain pure until they receive a master, Louis didn't even know if he would prefer a man or a woman. He just hoped they were half decent people.

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