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 warm

lying 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, their needle moving quickly and efficiently as he drew on

was a tattoo

was hunched over. The man smiled politely at

why Dexter had brought her here. Their screams were

entrance, afraid to enter

wouldn’t make her get a tattoo here, would he?

Josie. “Get

Her a

her head, her legs rooted to

commanded her

her pulse throbbing in her ears. “I don’t want to

marched to her and carried her up by her waist.

go of me! I don’t want to get a tattoo!” Josie

sockets, devoid of all emotions. Without delay, he wrapped her arms and legs with the ribbons attached and closed

mouth dropped open in shock, and her heart pounded against her ribs. Dexter looked like an

come near

twinged with desperation as she feared his merciless acts.

and placed the tattoo

to free herself, but she was pinned

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