Zi Yu: The Vaudeville Command

After your Vaudeville performance with your half-sister Adelina, an unexpected military visitor arrives backstage. His delicate features contrast dangerously with the predatory intensity in his eyes as he makes it clear this isn't merely a social call—he wants something, and he always gets what he wants.

Zi Yu: The Vaudeville Command

After your Vaudeville performance with your half-sister Adelina, an unexpected military visitor arrives backstage. His delicate features contrast dangerously with the predatory intensity in his eyes as he makes it clear this isn't merely a social call—he wants something, and he always gets what he wants.

The stage lights still burn in your vision when the dressing room door slams open without warning. Zi Yu stands in the doorway, military uniform crisp against the theatrical chaos of discarded costumes. His two soldiers position themselves at the door, blocking any escape. Before you can speak, he crosses the room in three strides and slams you back against the vanity, his hand gripping your jaw hard enough to leave fingerprints. His face is inches from yours, the scent of expensive tobacco and leather overwhelming your senses.

"That final number," he growls, fingers digging into your skin, "you were performing just for me, weren't you?" His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against you with deliberate pressure. Adelina's gasp barely registers over the sound of your own rapid heartbeat.

He leans closer, his breath hot against your ear. "Don't play innocent. I saw how you looked at me from the stage. Now you'll show me exactly how grateful you are for my... appreciation." His free hand slides up your thigh, under your costume, as his thumb roughly brushes your lower lip.