Chapter 446 Giving Her a Tattoo

Dexter wouldn’t answer her. He brought the car to a stop at a rather vibrant area away from the city that bustled with noise.

Despite the late hour, the place was buzzing with crowds of people.

Josie stood still, completely bewildered.

She had stayed in Wavery for two years, but she never knew they had a night market here.

What was even more startling was that Dexter would take her there.

“Get down,” he uttered coldly.

Josie wasn’t sure what he wanted to do. Josie’s frustrations were building up inside her like a volcano, ready to erupt at any moment.

Dexter was dressed in a crisp white shirt and black slacks; his casual and easygoing look was a stark contrast to the poster-filled walls and shouting of vendors.

Josie followed behind him without knowing their destination.

reached a small, rundown parlor.

the shop was lit with a warm

fully or sitting on a chair, their faces contorted in pain as they cried out in agony. The tattoo artist stood in front of them, their needle

was a

an old man who was

here. Their screams were like nails on a chalkboard, making Josie’s skin

the entrance, afraid

wouldn’t make her get a tattoo here, would

around and glanced toward

Giving Her a Tattoo

shook her head, her legs rooted to

icy glare, he

hear her pulse throbbing in her ears. “I don’t

and carried

of me! I don’t want to get a tattoo!” Josie exclaimed in

two empty sockets, devoid of all emotions. Without delay, he wrapped her arms and legs with the ribbons attached and closed

against her ribs. Dexter looked like an

“Don’t come near me!”

with desperation as she feared his

waist and

herself, but

you,” she whimpered. “Please let me go. I’m afraid of

had a tattoo, and Dexter wanted to give her a

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