Gwen's face scrunched in horror as she stared up into Arthur's sleepy amused blue eyes. She resisted the urged to stroke soft blonde hair out of his eyes. Instinctively, Arthur rolled over trapping Gwen with his body. She squealed in outrage as Arthur settled his frame between her legs.

"OFF of ME!"

Arthur twisted his fingers in Gwen's hair. "We used to spend hours like this… just wrapped around each other. Mindless pleasure… passion… love, and heat."

Gwen's hand slipped down side of his head, cupping his face with her hand. "That was back in the old days, Arthur."

Arthur grinned down at Gwen causing her face to contour with fury. "We belong to together , Guinevere."

"Yes, like syphilis and Penicillin . We destroy each other."

Arthur pressed a hard kiss to Gwen's mouth. She decided to ignore the twinges and tingles along her body. Gwen broke the kiss; twisting her head away from Arthur's prying eyes.

"I'm dating Tristan," Gwen lied.

Arthur moved away from Gwen's when he felt her body tense. "Really, he left you alone when you're distress. He's worse boyfriend than me."

"Out," Gwen roared. "I just can't deal with you." Gwen wanted him gone before she pulled her nightie over her head and begged him to make love to her.

Gwen's feet touched her room's cool wooden floors. She wanted to scream when she realized that she had slipped on a skimpy nightie.

Arthur 's eyes roamed over her blue silk nightie. "That's new."

"Not for you."

"Not for him either."

Gwen shot Arthur a killer look. "I'm going to shower. Don't be here when I return."

"I could wash your hair. You like that too!"

"Over YOU!"

The door frame rattled when Gwen slammed it loudly.

"I love you too, Guinevere," Arthur called.

Arthur pushed a dark blue folder in the direction of Isolde. She was perfect to organize his Asian offices. She spoke several languages, a proven track record in finance, and killer instincts for leadership.

"This offer is negotiable. However, it's a substantial increase to your salary. Avalon Bank will cover your living expenses in Europe and Asia as long as you're under contract with us."

Arthur smiled brightly as Isolde thumbed through a few paper located in the folder.

Arthur was utterly charming. His offer was quite generous. She had every intention of accepting the position. She would be a fool to say no. She wanted to know what exactly he had planned for. She didn't mean banking.

"This offer is quite generous… I have a few reservations."

Leaning forward, Arthur placed his elbows on his conference table. "I'm a risk taker. My goal is to propel Avalon Bank into new heights in foreign markets. You are hidden asset to assist my goals for the future."

"Am I assisting goals for Guinevere and Tristan?"

Isolde goolged Guinevere when she discovered the young woman spent time with Tris. She learned that Miss Leogrance was a pediatrician nurse in London. She spent several years as Arthur Pendragon's girlfriend until their relationship ended abruptly. Isolde called her old Uni friends at the hospital. She was annoyed to discover that Gwen as she was called by her friends was a sweet charming young woman… a regular Clara Barton . Old feelings rose to the surface as Isolde pondered truly losing Tristan. She had believed that they were merely on a break… a legally binding end of marriage break, but still just a break. She didn't want to accept that someone could have stolen Tris' love.

Arthur's admiration of Isolde grew. She did her homework. She knew and recognized Gwen as a threat to her bond with Tristan.

"Your ex-husband is currently dating my ex-girlfriend." Arthur's heart constricted when he referred to Guinevere as his ex-girlfriend."

"Did his steal her away?"

"No, I ended our relationship."

Isolde chose her words carefully. Arthur had bunches of nerve to actually fly her to Europe after he broke up with the poor girl.

No… that poor girl is sharing a bed with Tris. That was unacceptable on every level.

"Let me guess.. you would like to resume your relationship with Guinevere."

Arthur didn't want to explain himself to Isolde. He was a moron… complete idiot. He saw the error of his ways.

"I'm not going to lie. It is my every intention to reunite with Guinevere… at any cost. I don't have time to have morals, scruples, or second thoughts. I love Guinevere… always have and always will, I want her back in my life. So, if I need to wreck her rebound nonsense relationship with the Feng Shui Yoda death star guru named.. so be it."

Arthur's body shook from his deep emotions when he thought of Guinevere and Guinevere with Tristan. Isolde 's lips turned down. Thoughts clouded her eyes as she thought of Tristan having a life with Guinevere.

"What 's plan? "

Arthur grinned devilishly. "Pursue him like a hurricane from Hell. "I'll tame Gwen."

"I need background information. What has occurred thus far?'

Arthur rolled his eyes, waving his hand in frustration," He encouraged her to mangle her beautiful long curly locks. He calls her Lemon Drop. He had the nerve to put her to bed… wrong. She had on a blue nightie. She has new clothes… and he touched her," Arthur gushed in large breath.

His words seemed like a desperate man on an edge… looking into an endless ravine. He viewed Tristan as a threat, and he was a threat.

Isolde patted Arthur's hand. "He thinks that he's helping… he's very protective and caring. In his heart, he's helping her. He's harmless. By the time that I'm finished… the touching will cease."

Arthur's 's mind brimmed with hope. "Partners?"

"Oh, yes."

Elyan nervously sipped his coffee as he waited in Starbucks. He couldn't believe that he was tangled in a web with these people. It started so innocently in his mind. A few card games, and he won big for a couple of weeks. Then, he started losing-big. He was down to his last few pounds. He wasted the majority of his earnings. He betrayed his sister by siding with Arthur because he was terrified that he would lose his job after the breakup. His soul ached whenever Gwen turned those sad brown eyes at him. Elyan shook his head in dismay.

He swallowed when Colin slid next to him on the leather settee.

"Elyan… old boy. How are you?"

"Delightful."

"Did you retrieve my fair ladies?"

"The majority of it."

Colin's handsome face frowned deeply. "He won't be happy."

"I need more time."

"Time is up."

"Talk to him."

Colin smiled sweetly. "I'll do my best."

His smile made Elyan's inside quiver with fear.

"Do you have a moment, Arthur," Morgana.

"Of course anything for my favorite sister.'

"I'm your only sister," she responded tightly. Her foot kicked Arthur's door shut.

Morgana adored her younger brother from the very moment that she laid eyes on him. She never wanted to be the heir apparent at the bank. The bank meant everything to Uther, and forced him to neglect his children after Mummy died. Nothing would ever be more important than her family. She was deeply concerned over Arthur. She couldn't believe that he ended his relationship with Gwen. She had expected Gwen to pine for Arthur. She was mildly surprised that Gwen moved on with her life with delectable Tristan. She appeared to be quite happy. Arthur was not clever enough to manage his life.

"Gwen?"

"What about her?"

Sighing, Morgana plopped on Arthur's office sofa. "She's moving on with her life."

Arthur clenched her jaw. "She updated her look… nothing more."

"Arthur," Morgana began gently, "She's dating another man."

"Meaning."

Morgana didn't know how to say this. It wasn't going to be pretty. "You need to get her back."

"what?"

Arthur had expected a noble speech to allow Gwen to live her life and be happy. He didn't expected Morgana to encourage his pursuit of Gwen.

"Look, I love Merlin…adore him. She breathed deeply. "I share him with a ghost. I know that 5% of his heart doesn't belong to me, and it hurts. It hurts that he travels to her grave once a year. It hurts that he gets misty over her name. It just hurts," Morgana cried.

Arthur darted from his chair and draped his arms around his sister. "I never knew."

Morgana cried on Arthur's shoulder. "It would be horrible for you too not to marry Gwen, and extremely selfish. Neither of you can offer 100% of your heart to an outsider."

"I thought I could,"

"Stupid move."

"Quite."

"Get her back."

"Trying…"

"Seduce…"

"She pulled away… not that type of girl."

"Oh dear…"

"Don't worry."

Morgana sat quietly enjoying a few moments with her brother. "We're a mess."

"Completely Cluttered."

Arthur chewed his steak endlessly as Cenred droned on and on about his life and numerous women. His blue eyes widened when he caught a glimpse of shapely brown legs exposed shamelessly. His eyes boggled as he noticed high saddles strapped around her ankles. He knew those legs. He spent hours trailing his fingers along her calves. His eyes raised to find Guinevere dressed in a black satin tuxedo dress. Formal, yet sexy. He ignored wave of desire. His stomach ached when that man rested his hands on her shoulders. His steak went bland when she turned her head and smiled up into his handsome face.

That's what I do to Morgana. Why isn't he holding her close? Pulling her body into his with an arm around her waist.

"Did you see the number in the black dress?"

Arthur's moth dropped open. "That's Guinevere, and never look at her like that again."

Cenred stared again at Gwen. "It is. I didn't know …that she could …"

"The problem is that I did know that she's a sexy,,, desirable, and beautiful. I blew it after listening to you. So, my girl is with him."

Arthur tossed a napkin onto his plate. Cenred sickened his stomach.

Perhaps, his night will be better. He watch Isolde enter the restaurant. It took a week of planning to arrange this night. He feed Gaiwane and beer and chips to pump him for information. He needed a cover for business, so he invited Cere dot dine. Then,. Arthur arranged for Isolde to arrive after Gwen and Tristan.

She looked lovely in a re cocktail dress. His allies' heels cackled as she sauntered over to Tristan and Gwen's table. Arthur watched her place a peck on his cheek. Tris finally lost his mojo.