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

shop was lit with a warm yellow

down 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,

was a

and was greeted by an old man who was hunched over. The man smiled politely at him. “Everything

Dexter had brought her here. Their screams

at the entrance, afraid to enter the

her get a

around and glanced toward Josie. “Get in here,”

Giving Her a Tattoo

shook her head, her legs rooted to

an icy glare, he commanded

throbbing in her ears. “I don’t

her and carried her

don’t want to get a tattoo!” Josie

her on the bed. His eyes were like two empty sockets, devoid of all emotions. Without delay, he wrapped her

her heart pounded against her ribs. Dexter looked like an executioner, ready to carry out a death sentence

“Don’t come near me!”

as she

Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo supplies

free herself, but she was pinned to

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

Liana had a tattoo, and Dexter wanted to

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