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.

shop was lit

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

was a

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

her here. Their screams

at the entrance, afraid to enter

make her get

turned around and glanced toward Josie. “Get in

Giving Her a Tattoo

head, her

an icy glare, he commanded her

could hear her pulse throbbing in her ears. “I

marched to her and carried her

get

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

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

“Don’t come near me!”

as she feared

around Dexter’s waist and placed the

to free herself, but she

I was wrong to doubt you,” she whimpered.

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