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.

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

shop was lit with

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

a

greeted by an old man who was hunched over. The man smiled

here. Their screams were like nails on a

stood at the entrance, afraid to enter the tattoo

make her get a tattoo here, would

and glanced toward Josie.

Giving Her a Tattoo

head, her legs rooted to the

he commanded her to go

in her ears. “I don’t want to go in,” she

to her and carried her up

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

on the bed. His eyes were like two empty sockets, devoid of all emotions. Without delay, he wrapped

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

“Don’t come near me!”

twinged with desperation as

Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo supplies

herself, but

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