Keeping Harmony

<p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>She's my cousin.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A cousin through marriage not blood but the family won't see it that way.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And in my world family means everything. At least...I always thought so.</span></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Being part of a large mafia family is my right my duty and my calling.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Adopted at fifteen by my uncle I became a Sabino.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Everything I am is because of how they trained me.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'm a man with only one weakness...</span><em style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>her.</em></p><p><br></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Now she's in trouble because she's spoiled impulsive...intoxicating. When the situation gets out of hand I know I have to help her. Which is a terrible idea.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Because I don't know how much longer I can resist her...</span></p>