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Chapter 87 – Masks and Missteps

ผู้เขียน: Tiffanie Campbell
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Beth

The shoot wrapped just after six, and we all gathered in the break room like it was a wrap party for a low-budget indie film. Adam was already stealing snacks from the front desk drawer, Rachel was setting up a group selfie, and Stacy had retreated to his office—probably to process whatever the hell had just happened between us.

Because… yeah. That whisper in my ear?

Still echoing.

And I still didn’t know if I wanted to run from it—or run straight into it.

Rachel nudged me with her elbow as I wiped down the camera lenses. “Hey. Let’s go to Masquerade tonight.”

I blinked. “What?”

“You heard me. Club night. Girls, guys, masks, secrets. Let’s gooo.”

Adam looked up from the candy jar. “What’s Masquerade?”

Rachel grinned wickedly. “Only the hottest underground club in the city. Masked entry only. Total anonymity. You can dance with a stranger and never know their name.”

He raised a brow. “That sounds dangerous.”

“Deliciously dangerous,” she corrected. “Beth got real frisky with a guy
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  • My Boyfriend’s Dad Is My Gynocologist   Chapter 89 – Confessions Over Coffee

    StacyI was halfway through my second coffee and halfway through pretending I gave a damn about the clinic’s onboarding survey system when Adam strolled in, smug and smugger.“Yo,” he said, plopping into the chair across from my desk like it was his own. “We went out last night.”I didn’t look up. “And?”“To this place called Masquerade.” He whistled low. “Beth looked fine as hell. You should’ve seen her. Lace. Legs. Confidence through the roof.”I stilled.Then turned my gaze up slowly, deliberately. “Masquerade, huh?”“Yeah, she said she’s been before.” He grinned. “Some rabbit-masked guy danced with her all night. Pretty sure she soaked through her panties at least once.”I set my mug down.Loudly.“That rabbit?” I said quietly. “Was me.”

  • My Boyfriend’s Dad Is My Gynocologist   Chapter 88 – Beneath the Masks

    BethWe didn’t wait in line. We never did.Rachel knew the bouncer and with one wink and a smirk, we breezed past a sea of glitter, leather, and barely-there outfits into the pounding bass and dim-lit chaos of Masquerade.The air inside was humid and electric. Music throbbed low and dark like a heartbeat. Bodies already swayed and pulsed on the dance floor, hidden faces turned toward the DJ booth like worshippers at some masked altar.Rachel grabbed my hand and Adam’s sleeve. “Bar first.”I didn’t argue.The club’s signature scent—smoke, spice, and sex—clung to the back of my throat as we pushed through the crowd. Everywhere I looked was a flash of bare skin, a glint of rhinestones, a painted-on smile over a velvet mask.“Three tequila shots,” Rachel shouted to the bartender, already flagging him down with the ease of a regular. “

  • My Boyfriend’s Dad Is My Gynocologist   Chapter 87 – Masks and Missteps

    BethThe shoot wrapped just after six, and we all gathered in the break room like it was a wrap party for a low-budget indie film. Adam was already stealing snacks from the front desk drawer, Rachel was setting up a group selfie, and Stacy had retreated to his office—probably to process whatever the hell had just happened between us.Because… yeah. That whisper in my ear?Still echoing.And I still didn’t know if I wanted to run from it—or run straight into it.Rachel nudged me with her elbow as I wiped down the camera lenses. “Hey. Let’s go to Masquerade tonight.”I blinked. “What?”“You heard me. Club night. Girls, guys, masks, secrets. Let’s gooo.”Adam looked up from the candy jar. “What’s Masquerade?”Rachel grinned wickedly. “Only the hottest underground club in the city. Masked entry only. Total anonymity. You can dance with a stranger and never know their name.”He raised a brow. “That sounds dangerous.”“Deliciously dangerous,” she corrected. “Beth got real frisky with a guy

  • My Boyfriend’s Dad Is My Gynocologist   Chapter 86 — Glare and Glimmer

    BethThe elevator dinged and I stepped out onto the top floor of Dr. Cole’s clinic, tablet under one arm, coffee in my hand. The hallway smelled like cedar and vanilla—his office always did. Classy, clean, masculine.I wasn’t expecting to see anyone else up here, but as I turned the corner, a tall figure in heels stormed out of his office.Madison.Her walk was fast and rigid, and her expression—when she spotted me—was full venom.I offered a polite smile anyway. “Hey… nice to see you again.”She didn’t stop. Didn’t smile. Didn’t even try.Just muttered something under her breath as she brushed past me.It sounded an awful lot like: “Little bitch.”I blinked, twisting around, but she was already gone—heels clicking fast across the hardwood, disappearing toward the elevator without a backward glance.Okay… what the hell?I turned back toward Stacy’s door and knocked once before letting myself in.He was standing by the window with his back to me, hands shoved into his pockets, tension

  • My Boyfriend’s Dad Is My Gynocologist   Chapter 85 — Blind Faith

    StacyI came back from lunch later than I meant to.Traffic. A consult that ran long. My mind only half on the clinic and half somewhere else entirely—on Beth, on the way her laugh stuck in my head, on the way she’d looked in my doorway Saturday morning before she left.I stopped at the front desk. “I’m expecting—”Michelle didn’t even look up from her monitor. “She’s already in your office.”My pulse kicked.“Thank you,” I said, already moving.The hallway felt too quiet. My door was shut when I reached it. That alone was strange. I pushed inside.The lights were dim. My desk lamp was on. And sitting directly in the center of my desk was a black silk eye mask… and a folded note.Lock the door.Put the mask on.Sit down.I’ll be out in a moment.No signature.My breath went slow. Careful. My mind filled in the name before I even let myself think it.Beth… what are you doing?I locked the door.The click sounded louder than it should have.The mask was cool in my hands. Silk. Expensive

  • My Boyfriend’s Dad Is My Gynocologist   Chapter 84 – The Backup Betrayal

    BethMonday morning hit like a bus.I was halfway through my second coffee, answering emails I barely read, when the door swung open and Rachel strutted in like a woman on a mission.Sunglasses on. Purse swinging. Lip gloss sparkling. She looked like she’d spent the entire weekend being fabulous and was here to check on the poor peasant she left to suffer.“Good morning, sunshine,” she sang, dropping her bag on the edge of my desk. “Soooo… how’d it go?”I gave her a look.She grinned.I gave her another look.Her grin only widened.“You,” I said flatly, “are dead to me.”Rachel blinked innocently. “What? What did I do?”I reached under my desk, pulled out the crumpled shopping bag with her backup outfit still inside, and shoved it toward her.She opened it, peeked inside, then burst into laughter.“Beth! You didn’t wear it, did you?!”“I didn’t even try it on!” I hissed. “I took one look and nearly lit it on fire.”Rachel was full-on cackling now. “Oh, come on. It wasn’t that bad.”“T

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