Dad Is Fat

BLURB Layla Thompson was once a confident, slender girl with a bright future and a loving boyfriend. After a near-fatal illness left her with a fuller, plus-size body, her world began to crumble. Rejected and shamed by the man she thought loved her, Layla finds herself lost in the night—until a devastatingly handsome older man enters her life. One impulsive, passionate night with a mysterious stranger awakens desires she never knew she possessed. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. The stranger is none other than Mateo Reyes—her new CEO, her ex-boyfriend's father and her soon-to-be stepfather. The stranger that makes her leg shake is about to become her stepfather, the boy who told her she was not worth looking at is about to become her stepbrother. Layla realized that the man who truly sees her beauty may be the one she can never openly claim. Now, Layla must navigate forbidden attraction, intense guilt, and overwhelming /ust.

My breath caught in my throat as my stepfather’s finger grazed my chin, “I want you,” I whispered, “And I can't help it any longer.” Then he slowly brushed his thick thumb across my slightly parted lips, I gasped, whimpering under his touch. “You are my daughter, Kitten,” his throat gulped. “You are placed under my care.” “Stepdaughter,” I drew closer, this time his breath was hot on my face. “This is wrong,” he managed to say, struggling to hide how obsessed he had become even though he couldn't keep his hands away. I pushed myself up on the tips of my toes so I could reach his lips. “Stop me if you don't want this, step daddy,” I said, my lips grazing his slightly, his breathing turned ragged, like he had been hungry for this. ~~~~~~ After a devastating betrayal on her boyfriend’s birthday, curvy nineteen-year-old Michela Stewart returns home broken… only to collide with the one man who has always made her feel dangerously alive: her stepfather, Miles. Miles has spent years burying his forbidden desire for the beautiful young woman under his care. But when Michela’s pain cracks open the walls between them, the magnetic pull becomes impossible to resist. Every lingering glance, every protective touch, and every whispered word of adoration threatens to shatter the fragile line he’s sworn never to cross. As jealous secrets surface and a ruthless developer closes in on the family bookstore they both love, Michela and Miles find themselves caught in a storm of passion, guilt, and mounting danger. With their home, their future, and their hearts on the line, one reckless decision could save them… or destroy everything they hold dear. His Chubby Stepdaughter… a forbidden, addictive age-gap romance where love and temptation collide.

Dad was terrified of being laughed at. Every holiday, he only ever said one thing. “Do not embarrass me.” The relatives were sitting around chatting when I accidentally knocked over a fruit platter on the table. He grabbed me right there and slapped me across the face. At dinner, I reached for a second helping of pot roast, and he kicked my chair out from under me. Later, when it was time to hand out gift cards, Uncle Ray miscounted and came up one short. Without a word, Dad shoved me out into the hallway in nothing but a thin shirt. The cold cut straight through me. I pounded on the door while I cried and apologized. He did not make a sound. He turned to Uncle Ray with an apologetic smile and said, “Sorry about that. I guess I have not taught this kid any manners.” He did not know that his lessons had already conditioned me to flinch at the phrase “laughed at.” Every time I heard it, I froze and felt myself shut down. When I heard him say it again through the closed door, I turned in silence and walked toward the dark bridge at the edge of the neighborhood. I did not know what I planned to do. I only knew I wanted the noise in my head to stop. I reached the railing and stared at the water below. One thought crossed my mind. “Dad, this time, no one will ever laugh at you because of me again.”

When I start middle school, Dad quits his job to become my full-time study coach. He devotes every ounce of energy to monitoring my academics and refuses to let a single distraction near me. My best friend in middle school has average grades, so Dad goes straight to his parents for a talk. "My son is going to a top school. Don't let your kid's low IQ rub off on him." I lose my closest friend after that, and the rest of my classmates start keeping their distance too. In high school, the class rep asks me a math question one day, and Dad sees it happen. Without a word, he slaps her across the face. "Already flirting with boys at your age? I'll have the principal expel you! "Just asking a question? My son's study time is precious. If you're too stupid to figure it out, hire a tutor!" After that, I have no social life left at all. I finally get into a top university out of state. Dad even agrees to let me live in the dorms. I think this is my chance to break free. But on move-in day, he shows up at the campus gate, suitcases in hand. "Let's go, Tyler! I thought it over and decided to move here with you!"

My dad is a rich scion who has been kidnapped to a compound. He keeps telling me that he'll escape with me since I was a little kid. When I was six years old, Dad made all the preparations to escape. He planned on leaving the compound with me. But I didn't hesitate to expose Dad's plans to my grandma just for a piece of bread. While I munched on the bread happily, Dad got strung up on a tree and whipped mercilessly by others. He glared at me resentfully while screaming at me for being a bastard. Hearing his cursing made me sad. I couldn't understand why Dad wanted to leave this home. Three days later, Dad killed himself by smashing his head against a boulder. After Mom got drunk, she accidentally beat me to death. As I felt my life slipping away, I finally understood what Dad meant. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the day Dad wants to escape. But I choose to expose his plans to Grandma once again.

After Mom passes away, Dad brings home a stepmother. Dad says he doesn't want me growing up in a broken home and wants to make sure I never miss out on anyone's love. Even after they have a daughter, Bella Fraser, I remain the spoiled little prince of the family. One day, I accidentally put Bella's clothes on backward, and she starts crying, struggling to breathe. Dad snaps, completely losing his usual gentle demeanor. "I knew it! No matter how good I am to you, you're always going to resent Bella! Are you trying to destroy this family?" He shoves me out onto the balcony, telling me to stay there and think about what I've done. But he pushes me too hard, and the tiled floor is slick with winter ice. I lose my footing instantly. I slip right through the wide gaps in the railing and end up hanging from the colorful bunting from Bella's birthday party yesterday. The string wraps tightly around my neck. My breath cuts short, and I can't even squeeze out a scream. After a few desperate kicks, my strength completely fades. I watch as Dad and Mom carry Bella out for a trip while my soul weeps tears of blood. Mom, Dad, it hurts so bad. Please, just turn around and look at me.