Tessa obeyed, not because she wanted to, but because she knew fighting back would only drag her humiliation out longer. The stares burning into her back felt like fire, but the one that made her stomach twist was Nolan’s. He was looking at her shamelessly, his lips curved in that filthy smirk as his eyes slid down her body. Even behind the mask, his face made her sick. He looked like a predator who’d just spotted easy prey.

A wave of discomfort crawled across her skin. She quickened her ...