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 with a warm

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

was a

casually and was greeted by an old man who was hunched over. The man

Their screams were like nails on a chalkboard, making

entrance, afraid

make her get a tattoo here, would

toward Josie. “Get in here,” he

Giving Her a Tattoo

her legs rooted to the

icy glare, he

ears. “I don’t want to go in,” she

her and carried her up

to get a tattoo!” Josie exclaimed in shock and

empty sockets, devoid of all

Dexter looked like an executioner, ready

“Don’t come near me!”

voice twinged with desperation as she feared his

apron around Dexter’s waist and placed the tattoo

but she was pinned

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

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