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.

reached a small, rundown parlor. An old vintage bicycle was lying by

the shop was lit with a warm

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

was a tattoo

who was hunched over. The man smiled politely at

Dexter had brought her here. Their screams were like nails on a

stood at the entrance, afraid

wouldn’t make her get

turned around and glanced toward Josie. “Get

Giving Her a Tattoo

head, her legs rooted to

he commanded her to go

her ears. “I

and carried her up by

to get a tattoo!” Josie

eyes were like two empty sockets, devoid of all emotions. Without delay, he wrapped her arms and legs with the

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

“Don’t come near me!”

desperation as she

apron around Dexter’s waist and placed

herself, but

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