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.

they reached a small, rundown parlor. An old vintage bicycle was lying by the

the shop was lit with a

lying down fully or sitting on a chair, their faces contorted in pain as they cried out in agony. The tattoo artist

was a tattoo

by an old man who was hunched over. The man

had brought her here. Their screams were like nails on

afraid to enter

get

turned around and glanced toward Josie.

Giving Her a Tattoo

head, her legs rooted

an icy glare, he commanded

her ears. “I

to her and carried

get a

stayed silent and tossed her on the bed. His eyes were like two empty sockets, devoid of all emotions. Without delay, he wrapped her arms and legs with the ribbons attached

her heart pounded against her ribs. Dexter looked

“Don’t come near me!”

twinged with desperation as she

Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo supplies

free herself, but she was pinned to the

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

tattoo, and Dexter wanted to give her a

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