From Outback Predator to Texas Queen

From Outback Predator to Texas Queen

Gavin

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Three years in the unforgiving Australian Outback had transformed me from the Cullen Cartel' s soft heir into a predator, but nothing prepared me for the sickening horror awaiting me in Texas. I' d returned, expecting to surprise my sister and mother, Maria, after a dubious "hunting accident" had severed contact with my uncle. Instead, on my first acquisition as the new Cullen head, I stood on a VIP balcony, watching an illegal auction devolve into a nightmare. Down below, my sister Molly, drugged and half-naked, was paraded like livestock, a "charity" lot to be sold off in parts. Matthew Scott, her ex-fiancé, grinned, announcing her as "a lesson" for Maria, humiliating her every step of the way. My mother, once a formidable Cullen, looked broken, her dress second-hand, as Matthew jeered about her foreclosed ranch and called her a "cleaner." She tried to save Molly, desperately, using our family's sacred Saddle-Maker's Coin and then the priceless soil from our founding homestead, each treasure a piece of her soul. Matthew, Wendy Fuller, and my own father laughed, reveling in the cruelty, planning to sell Molly' s kidney and then auction her beloved horse, Starlight, to a slaughterhouse. The raw injustice burned through me, watching my mother, once so proud, making unimaginable sacrifices to shield her child. How could they do this? How dare they desecrate what was mine? In that moment, a cold, precise rage solidified inside me, turning pain into power as my mother, with a final, desperate plea, cast a plain black card onto the auctioneer' s table, crashing the system and signaling the true turning point of the Cullen empire.

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Three years in the unforgiving Australian Outback had transformed me from the Cullen Cartel' s soft heir into a predator, but nothing prepared me for the sickening horror awaiting me in Texas.

I' d returned, expecting to surprise my sister and mother, Maria, after a dubious "hunting accident" had severed contact with my uncle.

Instead, on my first acquisition as the new Cullen head, I stood on a VIP balcony, watching an illegal auction devolve into a nightmare.

Down below, my sister Molly, drugged and half-naked, was paraded like livestock, a "charity" lot to be sold off in parts.

Matthew Scott, her ex-fiancé, grinned, announcing her as "a lesson" for Maria, humiliating her every step of the way.

My mother, once a formidable Cullen, looked broken, her dress second-hand, as Matthew jeered about her foreclosed ranch and called her a "cleaner."

She tried to save Molly, desperately, using our family's sacred Saddle-Maker's Coin and then the priceless soil from our founding homestead, each treasure a piece of her soul.

Matthew, Wendy Fuller, and my own father laughed, reveling in the cruelty, planning to sell Molly' s kidney and then auction her beloved horse, Starlight, to a slaughterhouse.

The raw injustice burned through me, watching my mother, once so proud, making unimaginable sacrifices to shield her child.

How could they do this?

How dare they desecrate what was mine?

In that moment, a cold, precise rage solidified inside me, turning pain into power as my mother, with a final, desperate plea, cast a plain black card onto the auctioneer' s table, crashing the system and signaling the true turning point of the Cullen empire.

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