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.

walked toward the end of the alley, they reached a small, rundown parlor. An old vintage bicycle was lying by the

shop was lit with

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 tattoo

old man who was hunched over. The man smiled

brought her here. Their screams were like

afraid

wouldn’t make her get

around and glanced toward

Giving Her a Tattoo

her head, her legs rooted to

he commanded her to

ears. “I don’t want

carried her up

go of me! I don’t want to get a

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

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

“Don’t come near me!”

desperation as she feared his

an apron around Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo supplies beside

to free herself, but she was pinned

to doubt you,” she whimpered. “Please let me go.

had a tattoo, and Dexter wanted to give

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