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.

with

a chair, their faces contorted in pain as they cried out in agony. The tattoo artist stood in front of them, their needle

was a tattoo

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

here. Their screams were like nails on a

entrance, afraid to

her get a tattoo here, would he?

glanced toward Josie. “Get

a

legs rooted to the

an icy glare, he commanded her to go

“I don’t want to go in,” she answered timidly.

her and carried

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

stayed silent and tossed her on the bed. His eyes were like two empty sockets, devoid of all 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 sentence

near

with desperation as

around Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo supplies

struggled to free herself, but she was pinned to the bed.

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