66 - Azira.

When I get to my dorm room and turn on the light, I practically jump out of my skin.

Luca is perched on the edge of my bed, smirking at me.

"What the fuck are you doing in here?" I cross my arms over my chest. "You realize the girl's dorm is off limits to guys?"

He chuckles. "It's not off limits to faculty staff." He stands and walks over to me, his expression turning serious. "We need to talk."

I narrow my eyes. "About what?"

He tilts his head. "About the fact that you're fucking a professor."

It feels like all the blood drains from my body as I blink a few times, wondering if I heard him right and if perhaps I'm asleep and this is a nightmare. The last thing I need right now is for my family to learn about my relationship with Blaine.

"I don't know what you are talking about."

His expression turns furious, which is rare for Luca. "Don't play games with me, Azira," He warns, the normally carefree brother I've always known nowhere to be found. "I'm putting a stop to it."

I draw in a d