The Pochamacha Noir - Busan Redemption
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Chapter 34: The Last Dance
Drama Sex Story: Chapter 34: The Last Dance - 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
The son froze, trembling, voice cracking.
“Please ... please, Hana. Take the money, anything. Just ... don’t kill us.”
His hands shook as he dropped a thick envelope on the floor.
Hana’s gaze flicked to his father. The old man closed his eyes — a slow, heavy resignation.
BAM.
A single shot echoed in the silent room.
The son’s body collapsed lifelessly, blood blooming across his forehead.
The father’s breath hitched. He bent, clutching his son’s corpse.
“He was a shit, spoiled brat ... but he was my only son,” he said, voice low, cracked with grief.
Hana stepped forward, tossing a knife to the father.
“I know,” she said, eyes steely. “We’ve crossed the line. This debt won’t end until one of us dies. I’m ready.”
The old gangster rolled up his sleeve, revealing thick scars and a wrist as steady as iron.
He picked up the knife, letting it rest between his fingers with practiced ease.
“Then let’s dance,” he said quietly.
Their fight began—not with fury, but with a cold, precise respect.
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