Alejandro waited inside of his house for Manolo. He just got a word from one of the his assassins, Funboy, that Manolo has been fooling around with London's prince, Arther Kingsmen. He tapped his foot and waited for what seemed like forever.

Manolo opened the front door and walked into the basement. There, he saw him tapping his feet and arms crossed in the front. He sighed and walked slowly to him.

"Do you love them?", was all that Manolo heard, he wishes he didn't hear that. They were the only two survivors in their family now. Their both parents killed, their sisters killed, the Sanchez's twins were the only ones alive.

"A-Alejandro, I-"

"Alejandro I what?!, Manolo, they took our family away, they took our home, freedom, trust, everything! And I just got a word from one of our assassin, saying you are fooling around with the prince! I gave you one fucking job!", Alejandro said, pointing his finger at him.

Manolo shut his eyes tightly, he never heard him so angry. He normally would smile darkly or smirk. He put his hand on his shoulder, "Alejandro, I know your angry at me, b-but, and I do love our family, but also love him."

Alejandro eyes widened as he heard that. He turned around slowly, showing nothing but his wide eyes. He backed away from him, "What the hell have you become?", he said underneath his breath.

Manolo opened his eyes, "Alejandro, I love him, but I doubt he will love me."

Alejandro smiled as he heard that. He walked up to him in a dark taunting way. Manolo didn't even have to let look, he knew he had a dark smile. Alejandro placed his fingers tips on Manolo's jaw. Manolo lifted his head and looked at him.

"Then kill for him."

Manolo eyes widened as he heard that. Kill for him? What does that mean? Manolo bit his lip and looked at Alejandro with a confused expression. He chuckled and bit on of his fingers.

"If you really love him, then kill for him, can't be that hard, if you kill our rivals and that Lewis, then you can have that prince.", Alejandro told him.

Manolo smiled and hugged his brother. He wanted to thank him, but before he could say anything, Alejandro told him something he didn't want to know.

He added, "You have more then 48 hours to kill them, and if you don't, I'll just kill that Arther myself."

Manolo wanted to undo the hug, but he didn't want to feel like a coward. He smiled softly at him. "O-Okay.", he shuddered. Alejandro caressed the back on his ponytail, softly. He smirked like there was no tomorrow.

An:/// I'm gonna be writing like an assassin Au, for the book "Rescued", it's a crack-ship between Manolo and Arther.