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.

toward the end of the alley, they reached a small, rundown parlor. An old vintage bicycle

shop was lit with a warm

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

a tattoo

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

why Dexter had brought her here. Their screams were like nails on a chalkboard, making Josie’s skin

entrance, afraid to

her get a tattoo here,

toward Josie. “Get in

Giving Her a Tattoo

head, her legs rooted

icy glare, he commanded her to

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

and carried her up by

want to get a tattoo!” Josie exclaimed in shock and

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

against her ribs. Dexter looked like

“Don’t come near me!”

desperation as she

Dexter’s waist and placed the

herself, but

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