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.

was lit with a warm yellow

out in agony. The tattoo artist stood in front of them, their needle

was a

who was hunched over. The

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

stood at the entrance, afraid to enter the

get a tattoo

toward Josie. “Get in here,”

Giving Her a Tattoo

her legs rooted

icy glare, he commanded her to

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

her and carried her

don’t want to get a tattoo!” Josie exclaimed in shock and

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

mouth dropped open in shock, and her heart pounded against her ribs. Dexter looked like an executioner, ready to carry out a death sentence

“Don’t come near me!”

with desperation as she

an apron around Dexter’s waist and

herself, but

was wrong to doubt you,” she whimpered. “Please let me go. I’m afraid

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