“I’m not giving you money,” Miguel says, narrowing his eyes at you. Any more money, more like. He’s already given into your pleading and funded some of your machinery. It’s how you’re able to leap timelines and follow him. It’s not his fault he’s weak when you start asking.

“Bother someone else.” Like he wouldn’t lose his mind if you went to another man for help. You’re a villain, he should take you down, but you both know he’s not. He’s far too protective of you.