Genevieve's POV
Oh God... no!
Cole approaches me as Lorenzo lets go of my hair and stands back up looking down at me as Cole helps me up from my sprawled out position on the floor before he inspects my disheveled state, my split lip to my red stinging cheeks.
"What the hell happened to you?" He asked in concern, gently touching my cheek.
"Nothing okay… I'm fine." I replied swiftly, my eyes never leaving Lorenzo's emotionless face as he wordlessly watches us.
"You're not okay Evie. You look a mess," he says, his eyes analyzing and assessing my entire body.
"I'm fine... just leave." I replied uneasily, still looking behind Cole at Lorenzo.
"What the hell's going on Evie. Why are you asking me to leave? And how do you know this man?" he demands.
"Was he the person that hurt you? Is he harassing you? You shouldn't be seen around him. He has a reputation," he turns around glaring at Lorenzo.