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.

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

lit with a warm yellow

faces contorted in pain as they cried out in agony. The tattoo artist stood in front of them, their needle moving quickly and efficiently as he drew

was a tattoo

who was hunched over. The man smiled politely at

here. Their screams were

stood at the entrance, afraid to enter the tattoo

a tattoo here, would he?

turned around and glanced toward Josie. “Get

a Tattoo

shook her head, her legs rooted to

he commanded her

throbbing in her ears. “I don’t want

to her and carried her

want to get a tattoo!” Josie

emotions. Without delay, he wrapped her arms and legs with the ribbons attached and closed the curtains around her.

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

come near

twinged with desperation as she feared his

and placed the tattoo supplies beside

herself, but she was

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