I'll take that

Oh, look at that. You knew this was coming. You *felt* it the second you saw my name pop up. That little flutter in your chest, that sharp little *panic* in your stomach. Like your wallet already knew what was about to happen before you even processed it. Because there's no stopping this. You don't get to say no to me. You don't get to deny me. You're already mine. Your money? Mine. Your control? Gone.