Arthur couldn't believe his luck. His first day back to his office in "Pendragon Corp.", the family company, and he was already twenty minutes late. His father wouldn't like that, no matter he was still recovering from last month's car accident which had left him with a huge scar on his chest after going out from the windshield. Thankfully he wasn't going very fast and so his minor injuries weren't enough for his father to show his worry.

He parked his new car outside of the building and tried to hurry but when he made it to the front door he stumbled into something and spilled all of his coffee on his white shirt. "Just great" he thought when he turned to see who had caused the accident. A boy was lying on the floor a few feet away from him and Arthur had already started getting angry. He recognized him as Morgana's secretary and couldn't help himself at the thought of his overbearing step-sister.

"Don't you look where you are going? Look what you've done!"

The boy didn't even lift his eyes from the floor as Arthur was clearly in one of his infamous moods.

"That's it? Not even an apology? I see Morgana hasn't trained you enough"

"But It wasn't my fault!" managed the boy as he was hurt when someone talked about his boss like that. She had given him a chance and a job when no one else would, despite his diplomas, when he got out from rehab. For him she was the most kind and just person although, admittedly, she was giving Arthur a very hard time.

"You really have some nerve!" the young Pendragon spat when he heard someone clear his throat behind him. He turned hoping that it was security so he could get rid of this ungrateful boy.

"Come on, that's enough. You have your fun my friend!" a young man around his age or maybe a couple of years younger, told him. He was as tall as he, but quite the opposite in everything else. His hair was black in complete antithesis with Arthur's blond ones, and he was skinny and pale while Arthur was more muscular and golden. His eyes were looking at him clear and clever and he was trying to hide a very amused grin.

"Excuse me, do I know you?"

"Not really. My name is Merlin Emrys."The boy tried to give him his hand good-naturedly but Arthur was late, covered in coffee and he was having none of that.

"And yet you called me friend!"

"Sorry, my mistake. I could never be friends with someone who could be such a prat".

That was the last drop.

"Security" Arthur yelled and within seconds, the boy was back at Morgana's office and Merlin was escorted outside not so kindly, no matter that he was trying to explain that someone was actually waiting for him in the company.

As soon as Arthur was finally behind his office, his father decided that It was time for another lecture, just what his son needed after a great morning and the hell he's been through since the accident. Uther kept going about how he was late (of course), how he didn't respect his work and the opportunities that he gave him while growing up and, Arthur's personal favorite, how he was less and less capable to handle this kind of work when he was already so behind the schedule. It didn't seem to matter the fact that he was even working from the hospital as to secure their last client. The young man kept listening in silence, his head low, hoping it will finish soon and he can actually return to work from which his father kept destructing him despite the fact that he was yelling that it was Arthur's fault.

"Merlin" Morgana shouted as she gestured to the young man who has just entered the small café. Merlin hurried her way relieved that he wasn't too much late again. They've been friends for five years now, they had met each other in college and Morgana could be really protective around him, almost as bitch as she could be to Arthur. She thought that someone should be kind to him after everyone else seemed to use him for his willingness to help everyone that crossed his path.

"What happened?" Morgana asked worried. "I was expecting you this morning at my office and you didn't even called. I was worried!"

"Sorry", Merlin gave her a puppy-eyed look "but I was really there". Morgana looked at him incredulously.

"He threw me out!" Merlin continued exasperated.

"Who?"

"I don't know who he was! He was just bullying a young boy and I short of scolded him and he started going mental so I called him prat and he called the security! I tried to explain but no one listened me and then I thought to call you but I realized I had forgot my phone home".

Morgana was hearing him babbling with so much affection, she liked that part of Merlin so much that was cheering her up every time. But suddenly his words sounded too familiar as she remembered a very scared Owen telling him about his encounter with her brother this morning.

"Wait a minute! How was that man?"

"Around my age, tall , blond, with beautiful eyes and really masculine. No doubt he could throw me out himself If he wasn't afraid he would wrinkle his suit. And sooo arrogant!".

"That should be interesting" answered Morgana with a mental smirk to herself.

"What?"

"Nothing. Oh, my brother is joining as for a coffee, I hope that you don't mind. You will really like him!"

"Ok, sure!" Merlin was always excited to meet new people, especially if this guy was as beautiful as his sister.

That moment the door flew open. Arthur Pendragon waved at his sister and then left staring at the man across the table.

"You!" He yelled.

Morgana couldn't stop laughing while Merlin was trying to figure out if he could fit underneath the table.