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The Pochamacha Noir - Busan Redemption

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Chapter 22: The Group Hug!

Drama Sex Story: Chapter 22: The Group Hug! - A retired Korean Black Ops made a heartwarming friendship with a prostitute

Caution: This Drama Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mult   Coercion   Consensual   Drunk/Drugged   NonConsensual   Rape   Fiction   Military   Tear Jerker   BDSM   Rough   Safe Sex   Revenge   Violence   AI Generated  

Fourteen days.

Still no sign of the target. Maybe they were laying low. Maybe Sang Mi had flushed them out too well before vanishing. Or maybe fate was just dragging its feet for dramatic effect.

Either way, Hana was starting to blend in. A shadow among shadows, just another pretty face under a cheap neon sign.

Then it happened.

A whistle. A crude one. Then the chorus:

“Hey there, sweetheart! Come show some love!”

“Damn, you fine—how much for a whole night?”

“Our bro here’s never had a woman before. Help the poor virgin out?”

Most girls would’ve crossed the street, avoided eye contact, or booked it in heels. But not Hana.

She turned, cocked her head, and smiled.

She could more than handle herself and twenty of these punks with a toothbrush. Hell, give her a Q-tip and she’d still win.

But something about them intrigued her. They weren’t rabid. Just loud.

She walked over with a sway in her hips and an innocent pout.

“How much is your friend’s first time worth?” she asked sweetly.

They hooted.

“Two hundred!”

“Three!”

“Five if you let us watch—”

“Shut the hell up, Seokjin!”

Hana doubled the price. They agreed like idiots with daddy’s money.

They took her to a grimy motel that smelled like mold and sad decisions. Inside, they tried to act tough. Talking big. Puffing chests. One lit a cigarette and promptly coughed it back out.

Hana scanned them like a drone over a jungle.

These weren’t predators.

These were boys playing mobster.

Wannabes. The type that spent more time on hair gel than actual crime.

They tried to pressure her—talked about undressing, some macho commands—but the moment Hana stood her ground, said “Sit your ass down,” they obeyed like scolded puppies.

 
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