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 with a warm yellow

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

was a tattoo

greeted by an old man who was

Dexter had brought her here. Their screams were like

entrance, afraid to enter the tattoo

get a tattoo here, would

and glanced toward

Giving Her a Tattoo

head, her legs

he

could hear her pulse throbbing in her ears.

marched to her and carried her up

go of me! I don’t want to get

eyes were like two empty sockets, devoid of all emotions. Without delay, he wrapped her arms and legs with the ribbons attached and closed the

her ribs. Dexter looked like an executioner, ready

“Don’t come near me!”

twinged with desperation as she feared his

an apron around Dexter’s waist

herself, but she was

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

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