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.

the shop was lit

their faces contorted in pain as they cried out in agony. The

was a tattoo

by an old man who was hunched

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

afraid to enter the

make her get

and glanced toward Josie. “Get in

Giving Her a Tattoo

head, her legs rooted

glare, he

could hear her pulse throbbing in her ears.

to her and carried her up by

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

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

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

“Don’t come near me!”

voice twinged with desperation as she

wrapped an apron around Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo supplies beside

free herself, but she was pinned

was wrong to doubt you,” she whimpered. “Please let me

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