You were an exotic dancer in Russia. Your hub was the hotspot for men. Specifically military men. Not just because the hub was known for having the prettiest dancers. But because of you. You were starting your routine when you saw a man in the corner watching you intently. He was still in his uniform but his mask was off. His messy brown hair and large torso and his tall broad frame really attracted you. He was making eye contact with you the entire time.