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Chapter 2: The People of MPM

A lazy billionaire with a heart of gold, Arieson Xandiér is the proprietor of the male magazine company named, "Men's Pleasure (PL) Magazine" or MPM. A rather successful company with plenty of potential of being a New York Times bestseller one day. Arieson seems to have it all; intelligence, looks, money, morals, gentleman attitude. He's taken however, by English musician, Jenevieve Naught. He's not blind of what's actually going on within their relationship but, he refuses to accept it, believing that they can make it work, despite the unfaithfulness. Though a good man, Arieson's worst quality is his laziness. Acquiring the mediocre deadly sin, of Sloth.
The spring sun rises, and it's almost
time for Arieson to attend the shoot. Arieson's tiredness drives him to sleep for about 13 hours. He wakes up in the afternoon, the next day.

Jen: Arieson! Arieson, wake up! Jesus!

Aries: *still half asleep* Wha-what...*yawns* what time is it?

Jen: It's fucking 1:15 in the afternoon. Get up and get ready for your shoot!

Aries: *still half asleep* Shit...shit, right. Okay, okay. I'm getting up...

Jenevieve exits the room to prepare Arieson's clothes and breakfast, which he probably won't eat. In the middle of laying out his pants, she realizes he isn't up yet. So, she decides to try again.

Jen: *sigh* Arieson Leandro Eñigo Xandiér, get your ass up, right now!!

Aries: *almost awake* Ahh... right, right.

Arieson reluctantly gets out of bed. Stands up, stretches his arms like there's no tomorrow, and heads straight for the bathroom.

Jen: *fixing him a sandwich* Don't forget to floss your teeth after brushing, honey. You didn't do that last night.

Aries: Yeah, yeah...I will.

After a few minutes, Arieson gets out of the shower and gets dressed. Despite being a grown man, and despite having worn his scarf for a few years now, he still has difficulty in wearing it. So, he decides to ask Jenevieve for assistance.

Jen: *giggling* God, when are you gonna learn how to do this yourself? *finishes fixing it*

Aries: *straightens his coat* When the time comes, honey. *kisses Jen* *takes his bag* I'll see you soon.

Jen: Aries!

Aries: *stops walking* Yeah?

Jen: I uh...just wanted you to know that it's okay if you can't make it to date night. *smiles*

Aries: ...Aww, don't worry, hon. I promise I'll try to come home early. *continues walking*

Jen: *lets out an unsatisfied sigh* Okay. Take care, hon.

Aries: Love you!

Jen: ...love you...

Arieson exits the condominium and heads straight to the parking lot where his car is.

NorthLander HQ, owned by Ryland Peñavierre. A business that rivals that of Bench, Dickies, Jag, Von Dutch, and Calvin Klein. With its most challenging rival being Dollison Enterprise.
The sun's shine is brighter than ever, now that it's 2:34 in the afternoon. Arieson arrives at the Office Plaza, with 3 men and a woman waiting for him. He gets out of the car, and is greeted by one of the men there.

???: Ah, you actually made it in time, kid.

Aries: *walks up to them* Good afternoon, uncle Jormein.

Jormein: Yeah. Good aftie, kiddo.

Aries: Hey, dad. *hugs Ardy*

Ardy: Hey, squeaks.