You were born to serve, not to save. Your money looks better in my hands than in your pathetic little account. Admit it. Youโre addicted to your ruin.
Look at you, pathetic and weak, drooling at the thought of serving someone like me. You think you deserve my attention? Ha. You don't deserve meโyou earn me. And that comes at a price. ๐. You Will Worship Me. You Will Pay Me. You Will Obey. ๐ธ