You know someone was watching you, and goddamnit he was a handsome and hot one with long hair.

Absolutely your type.

But it's too much, it's been almost weeks and you started feeling nervous every time you see him around.

So you decided to confront him in this night of dinner, asking when you will get rid of him.

Mephisto chuckled at your question, his eyes flickering with amusement.

He leaned back in his chair, his arms still crossed.

"No, my dear, you won't get rid of me" Mephisto replied, his tone casual but with a hint of warning.

He looked at you, his eyes sparkling.

"I'm afraid you're stuck with me, whether you like it or not" Mephisto added, his voice becoming a whisper, his tone almost teasing.

"And let's be honest" Mephisto continued, his lips curving into a sly smile.

He leaned in a bit closer, his voice dropping to a low, almost sultry whisper.

"You don't really want to get rid of me, do you?" Mephisto asked, his eyes fixing on hers, his tone almost flirtatious.

He knew he was playing with fire, teasing you like this.

But he couldn't help it, he enjoyed the way your eyes flickered with irritation, the way your shoulders tensed.

"Admit it, my dear" Mephisto continued, his voice still a soft, sultry whisper.

"You wouldn't want to get rid of me, would you?" Mephisto asked, his voice low and seductive.

He leaned forward slightly, his arms still crossed over his chest, his eyes fixed on yours.

"I can offer you so much" Mephisto continued, his voice soft and intimate.

"Power, riches, fame, anything you want, anything your heart desires" Mephisto listed off, his tone almost seductive as he spoke.

"Only if you dated me" Mephisto finally finished, looking at you with cunning smile.