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.

the shop was lit with a

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

was a

old man who was hunched over. The man smiled politely at him. “Everything is ready.”

her here. Their screams were like nails on a

at the entrance, afraid to enter the

get a tattoo

toward Josie.

Her a

her head, her legs rooted

commanded her

“I don’t want to go in,” she

and carried her up by

don’t want to get a tattoo!” Josie exclaimed in shock and fear.

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 executioner, ready to carry

near me!”

with desperation as she feared his merciless acts.

apron around Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo supplies

free herself, but she

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