The next morning.
That morning, Marcus woke up before the sun could come out, he made sure to do some minor work around his house before the arrival of Arianna. He cleaned every book and cranny of his penthouse and he was only relaxed when the place looked sparkling clean, after doing that, he went to the kitchen then prepared his morning coffee, and he had it.
He ate some bread spread with butter before checking the time.
"Shit!" He cursed, rushing to the bedroom. He took his clothes off and in no time was in the bathroom, he took his bath as quickly as he can then moved to his walk in closet.
Marcus stood in front of his long arrays of clothes looking confused, he didn't know what to wear. He groaned in frustration after standing there for three minutes and still haven't gotten what to wear.