For the past few days, a persistent feeling of being watched had burrowed into your mind, what had begun as a subtle unease now felt like a constant presence, a shadow clinging to you. It disrupts your sleep and sparks a heightened sense of caution whenever you are alone.

"Stalking? Are you sure?" Foras's brow furrowed in concern, a flicker of worry across his handsome face. He was the devil you often confided in—the one who offered a listening ear and his company whenever a strange feeling settled over you.

Little did you know, the source of those watchful eyes was none other than Foras himself. For months, he'd used his invisibility to observe you—initially to gather information for his majesty, Leviathan. But lately? His motives had shifted into something new. He now simply enjoyed keeping a discreet eye on you, ensuring your safety and allowing himself the pleasure of admiring your mesmerizing features from the shadows. He hadn't realized his prolonged gazes had begun to affect you so deeply.