Renee
RPOV
Very few things in life ever work out the way we plan. My plan was to marry money and live the life of luxury that I deserve. Unfortunately, that backwoods hick of an ex-husband of mine didn't know how to wrap his shit up right. So, my beautiful youthful figure was ruined. And I was saddled with a crying, smelly baby. Ugh.
Fortunately for me I found a horny man that took me away from Forks, the brat and the hick. All I had to do was spread my legs and pretend to love the fool. He in turn paid for my divorce and got rid of any responsibility I had towards the baby.
Hell, I didn't even name the kid just passed her off to Charlie and told him 'Here she's yours'. You would have thought he'd get the hint. Nope not that dumb broke ass bastard. He wanted to play happy families. Thought I just had post-partum or some shit.
The only reason I even know what the brat looks like now is because my older brother mailed me pictures of her. Poor Marcus he never learned. I just didn't give a shit. However, if I pretended to care I got more out of him. Those nice monthly checks that padded my bank account were almost worth cooing over the little brat.
Of course, then he had to go and die. And the cash flow stopped. And what of my brother's perfect devoted wife? She went and married a multi-billionaire. Not that she probably realized how much Dr. Carlisle Cullen is worth. His family was discreet and kept to themselves. You'd never see a Cullen in the gossip pages or on TMZ. I however knew all about them thanks to some snooping.
When I found out that my dear sister in law, that perfect fucking bitch, was remarrying so soon after Marcus passed, I decided to check it out. And I hit the fucking mother lode. After using some connections, aka past clients, I found out about the Cullen family fortunes. Then I used my spies in Forks. A few besties from high school, dumb heifers who never got out of this hell hole. From them I learned some very important facts: Carlisle and Esme think of my daughter as their own.
One of the heirs seems to be in love with my brat.
My brat is vulnerable. And easily manipulated.
All of these things opened the door for me. The brat for cash. Finally, she would pay for ruining my fucking life. If they wanted to keep her then they were going to wire into an offshore account a nice big amount of cash. I would then retire to some warm location in Mexico or maybe South America. Where I will live in the life of luxury without having to fuck some old guy with erectile problems to get there. Of course, the old guys never last, they either die or their wives find out and its bye, bye Renee.
So that's how I've come to land outside the Cullen family door on Thanksgiving initiating part one of my plan: Scare the crap out of them all. Make them think I want to take the brat away. From what I understand she doesn't even live with Charlie. I can use that for leverage. Tell them I'll make him look like a shitty parent in court and get custody. Not that I really want it, but if this is the only way to get what I want, I'll fucking do it.
Looking at the house, my child's clothing and the hot piece of ass behind her I'd say my daughter is doing too well. This is going to be worth it I will be fucking ruin her life like she did mine. I've never had a guy look at me the way that boy is looking at her. Protective, possessive and loving all rolled into one. Like he wants to grab her and run. Hide her from me and any hurt that might come her way. It's not fucking fair. I have nothing and that bitch that ruined my life has everything. I need to make a plan to take him from her as well. Make her feel all the fuck alone in this world. Destroy what destroyed my life, and get paid. See Mom and Dad I do fucking have a goal in life. Rot in your graves you self-riotous assholes.
"Oh Bella, my baby girl Mommy is home." I cringed internally as I hugged her. "And look at how well my little girl is living!" I reined in the jealous tone in my voice and tried to sound impressed.
"Renee what the hell are you doing here?" Charlie the fucking hick cop demanded. Like he had any right to question me.
"Why Charlie I've come back for my baby girl of course. It's time for her to live with Mommy." And the fucking brat passed out. This plan might work better than I ever dreamed possible.
AN 2: Ok this is a little look at Renee that you need for the following chapters. Yes she was a high priced mistress lol. Leave me some love and let me know what you think so far. Don't worry I always write HEA!