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

shop was lit with

down fully or sitting on a chair, their faces contorted in pain as they cried out in agony. The tattoo artist stood

was a tattoo

in casually and was greeted by an old man who was hunched over.

had brought her here. Their screams were like nails on a chalkboard, making

at the entrance, afraid to enter the

wouldn’t make her get a tattoo here, would

turned around and glanced toward Josie. “Get

Giving Her a Tattoo

head, her legs rooted

he commanded her to go

throbbing in her ears. “I don’t want

her and carried her up

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

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

against her ribs. Dexter looked like an executioner,

“Don’t come near me!”

as she feared his merciless

apron around Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo

to free herself, but

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