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BlastBloom In a world of shadows, smuggling, and silent wars... three souls ignite a rebellion. Kaida, a sharp-tongued college girl, stumbles into a hidden world of weapons, betrayal, and buried truths when she meets Sheprina—heiress of a powerful smuggler, who is secretly building her own force to fight the empire her father created. Alongside Albert, a loyal guard with secrets of his own, and Elijah, a tech genius with eyes everywhere, they begin plotting the takedown of the criminal empire from within. But when alliances tangle and love threatens loyalty, their mission becomes a ticking bomb. One mistake... and everything explodes. A tale of power, deception, and a bloom born from fire—BlastBloom.
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Chapter 1 - Welcome

The year was 2024. The city streets were dark and humming with neon lights when Kaida, the blue-haired girl with a small ponytail, spotted trouble. A man with sharp blonde hair and piercing blue eyes had cornered a terrified girl in the alley.

"Back off," Kaida snapped, her voice like steel.

The man sneered. "How dare you—"

Before he could finish, she whipped out a shock gun, firing a burst that sent a sharp jolt through his leg. He crumpled with a hiss of pain, stunned for just two seconds—long enough for Kaida to grab the frightened girl's hand.

"Run!" she shouted, bolting into the shadows, their footsteps echoing against the metal walls of the futuristic streets.

The mansion loomed at the edge of the city like a silent predator, its walls swallowing the moonlight. Inside, Seraphina was inspecting her workers with a languid grace, every inch of her draped in authority. Her brown velvet gown brushed the marble floors, and her gaze—sharp yet deceptively warm—swept over the hall like a queen surveying her court.

The door creaked open.

The blonde-haired man stumbled in, his limp pronounced, his face tight with humiliation. His piercing blue eyes burned like cold fire.

"Miss Seraphina," he rasped, bowing with clenched teeth. "A girl attacked me tonight. She's fast… dangerous. Trained."

Seraphina, lounging on a velvet chair beneath the glow of a crystal chandelier, tilted her head ever so slightly. Her golden-white hair caught the light, framing her face like a halo forged from silk and cruelty.

"A girl?" Her tone was silk laced with amusement.

From the shadows, Olivia—one of Seraphina's most loyal servants, with eyes that missed nothing—stepped forward.

"My lady," she said, voice clipped but respectful, "from his description… it must be Kaida. She's in my class. People whisper about her—terrifying, but clever."

A slow, predatory smile unfurled across Seraphina's lips.

"Then you'll spend more time with her at school," she murmured. "Gain her trust. I want to know every secret hiding behind those blue eyes."

For the next two days, Olivia tried weaving herself into Kaida's life at school, all smiles and careful words. But Kaida was a fortress—her cold replies and unflinching stares made Olivia's false friendliness crumble. Kaida didn't bite.

That evening, Kaida finally relented and agreed to walk home with her. The sun had dipped, painting the sky a bruised violet.

The moment Kaida stepped inside her house, her gut twisted. Something was wrong. The polished, unfamiliar shoes near the doorway gleamed like a warning.

She bolted to her room.

And froze.

Seraphina was there, standing with the poise of someone who owned the world. The dim light gilded her pale, golden hair, her expression unnervingly calm—like a cat before the pounce. A thick envelope of money rested in Kaida's mother's trembling hands.

"Kaida…" her mother whispered, voice breaking. "She's… Seraphina. From now on… you'll work with her. She… she's good for us."

Kaida's eyes flicked to the blonde-haired man and another servant girl who hovered like shadows behind Seraphina, silent and watchful.

"Come, Kaida." Seraphina's voice dripped with honeyed poison. "Let me welcome you."

Before Kaida could move, they grabbed her arms. She thrashed, snarling, but their grip was iron. The last thing she saw before being dragged away was her mother's tear-filled eyes, glistening with something Kaida couldn't read—fear, or betrayal.

The black car screeched to a halt outside Seraphina's sprawling mansion. Kaida kicked and screamed as the servants dragged her inside, but the heavy doors slammed shut behind them like the gates of a cage.

Seraphina led the way, heels clicking on the marble floor, her voice soft but venomous. "Welcome, Kaida. I bought you for a big amount… so stay good, if you want to stay in this world."

Kaida's eyes widened. "What?! No! How dare you—"

In a flash, Seraphina's hand tightened around her neck, pulling her closer. "Do not worry. I won't treat you badly… unless you force me to."

The servants pushed Kaida into a dark room and tied her wrists. Her shouts echoed, but no one answered. Later that night, Seraphina returned, her eyes glinting like ice.

"Work for me if you want to live. Otherwise, stay tied… like the useless creature you'll become."

"Have you seen what real power is, Kaida? It's not courage… it's not strength… it's money."

Kaida's lips parted, but no words came out. She stopped shouting—finally realizing that her screams were useless here.

Seraphina smirked, standing tall. "Good girl. You'll learn fast. Your only job here is simple… obey whatever I say."

She led Kaida to a luxurious room, too golden and perfect for someone trapped. "This is yours now," Seraphina said, her tone both mocking and commanding.

Later that night….

The mansion was, except for the distant hum of security drones. Kaida sat on the edge of her bed, her wrists raw from the ropes that had been untied only hours ago. She knew this was her only chance.

She slipped off her shoes and crept out of the room, heart pounding like a drum. Every hallway of the mansion felt endless, lined with portraits of people who stared down at her like silent judges. The cold marble floor bit into her bare feet, but Kaida didn't stop. Freedom was just a few doors away.

But then… a shadow moved.

"Going somewhere?" The low, mocking voice made her freeze. Albert—the blonde-haired servant—stepped out of the darkness, his icy blue eyes glinting. Before she could run, he pinned her against the wall, a sharp knife gliding across her cheek.

"You think you can shock me and walk free?" Albert hissed, pressing the blade just enough to leave a thin red line. Kaida's breath hitched, pain flashing across her face. "Say sorry, and maybe I'll let you keep that pretty skin."

"Let me go!" Kaida shouted, her voice shaking but fierce. She struggled, but Albert's grip was iron.

A voice like velvet cut through the tension.

"Albert."

Both of them turned. Seraphina stood at the end of the hall, her white hair glowing under the dim golden lights. Her gaze was sharp, cold, and commanding.

"Have you got your revenge now?" Seraphina's tone was calm, but there was steel underneath. She walked toward them, each step echoing. "Do not lay a finger on my guests again."

Albert's jaw clenched, but he stepped back immediately, his knife lowering. "As you wish, my lady," he muttered, bowing his head.

Seraphina's eyes softened slightly as she looked at Kaida, who was trembling, blood trickling from the thin cut. "Kaida," she said, almost sweetly, "you must understand something. No one runs from me. Not because I'm cruel—but because I own everything here. Even your fear."

Seraphina led Kaida back to her room, her steps calm but her presence suffocating. She closed the door gently behind them and glanced at Kaida's cut cheek.

"Albert is good," Seraphina said softly, "but his psyche is… vindictive. Forgive me for his behavior." Her pale blue eyes locked on Kaida's. "Tell me, Kaida… do you hate me? Do you not want to live here with me?"

Kaida's eyes burned with fury. "Hate you? I despise you, you heartless witch! Who buys people with money? Who thinks they can own lives like property? You're filth—"

Seraphina tilted her head, unbothered. "So… you hate me again?"

"Yeah," Kaida spat, "I do."

Seraphina turned to the servant girl who had been spying on Kaida at school. "And you? Do you hate me?"

The servant bowed her head, voice trembling but loyal. "How could I hate you, my lady? If you want, you can throw me from the highest tower, and I'd still serve you."

A slow, almost wicked smile curved on Seraphina's lips. "See, Kaida? This is called power."

Seraphina's smile lingered as she turned to the servant. "Leave us," she ordered, her tone smooth but unarguable. The servant bowed and quietly slipped out, shutting the door behind her.

The room fell silent. Seraphina walked closer to Kaida, her pale hair brushing against her shoulders like strands of moonlight.

"From tonight," Seraphina said softly, almost like a whisper but laced with power, "you'll sleep in my room. With me. I don't trust you wandering off, little rebel."

Kaida glared at her. "I'm not your pet."

Seraphina chuckled, leaning slightly closer. "Not yet. But you will be… or you'll break."

Kaida clenched her fists but stayed silent, knowing that shouting wouldn't save her now

Kaida sat stiffly on the edge of Seraphina's luxurious bed, her sharp blue eyes glinting in defiance.

"How can you trust me?" Kaida suddenly spat. "I could wrap my hands around your neck while you sleep. Even if I die after it, I'll make sure you regret buying me."

Seraphina didn't flinch. A small, cold smile curled on her lips. "No, you won't."

Kaida laughed mockingly. "You sound so sure of that."

"Go to sleep," Seraphina said calmly. "Do you want to drink something? Strawberry juice, perhaps?"

Kaida scoffed. "Why would I want anything from you?"

Seraphina lazily rang a small silver bell. Kaida's heart skipped—was that a signal for guards, or just a pretense? A young servant girl entered quietly.

"Bring us two strawberry shakes," Seraphina ordered.

"Of course, miss." The girl hesitated, glancing at Kaida. "You're the first person to ever drink juice in Miss Seraphina's room. You're… lucky."

Kaida rolled her eyes, making a face as the servant left.

"What do you want from me?" Kaida asked bitterly.

"Nothing," Seraphina replied, her tone low but firm. "Just do what I say."

They sat in silence until the servant returned with the drinks, placing them on the table and bowing before leaving again.

Kaida didn't touch her glass. Seraphina smirked. "You don't trust me. You think I poisoned it? Then give me your glass, I'll drink it myself."

Kaida gritted her teeth. "No… it's fine." She took a slow sip, her eyes never leaving Seraphina's face.

"So," Kaida said, "what's my job here?"

Seraphina arched a brow. "Why do you keep asking that?" She leaned back slightly. "Come here, my shoulders ache. Give me a massage."

"A massage?" Kaida muttered in disgust but reluctantly obeyed, her hands stiff on Seraphina's shoulders.

Her thoughts burned. I can't believe my mom betrayed me… for money. Her eyes glistened with tears she refused to let fall.

"This," Seraphina said with quiet authority, "is what you're here for, Kaida. You will do what I say. Always."

Later that night, Kaida lay on the soft, king-sized bed, one arm resting over her head. Her thoughts were racing.

I never thought I'd end up here… I've heard so much about Seraphina, but now… here I am. Stuck. She's powerful—money, servants, influence. She's lucky. But me? Should I just quit my studies and serve her? No. No way.

Beside her, Seraphina turned slightly. "What are you thinking, Kaida? Tomorrow, you'll go to college as usual. Don't worry—you can visit your mother whenever you want. You know that, right?"

Kaida exhaled. "And if I… run from college?"

Seraphina smiled faintly, her voice silky. "Run? Don't worry. I have 500 servants. You'd be caught before you even reached the gate."

Kaida rolled her eyes. "Whatever."

"You'll come straight here after college," Seraphina continued.

Kaida hesitated, curiosity slipping out. "Do you even study? I mean, with all this power?"

"Yes," Seraphina said, with a calm pride. "I have a personal teacher. If you want, you can take classes with me. I'll let her teach you anything you like. Everyone has the right to study—even you. But remember, you're still my servant."

Kaida stared at the ceiling, frowning. Why is she being so gentle now? This brat must have some big plans for me.

Later that day, Kaida left for college as ordered. The taste of freedom hit her like fresh air, but the thought of returning to Seraphina's mansion made her stomach churn.

She stayed out longer than usual—walking slowly through the city, delaying her return. Let her wait. What will she do? Kill me? Kaida smirked bitterly, but her heart pounded as she stepped through the mansion gates hours late.

The guards opened the doors silently. Inside, Seraphina sat in the lounge, elegantly dressed, a cup of tea in her hand. Her pale hair glowed under the golden lights.

"You're late," Seraphina said, her tone soft, almost amused.

Kaida braced for anger. "Yeah… so?"

Seraphina's smile didn't falter. "So nothing. I said you could go to college. I didn't say you couldn't enjoy your day." She stood, walking past Kaida with quiet grace. "Come. Dinner's ready."

Kaida blinked. Why isn't she mad? Her chest tightened. This brat… she's up to something.

Later that evening, Seraphina stood in the grand hallway, her presence commanding every corner of the mansion. "From now on," she announced, her voice calm but firm, "Kaida will sleep in my room. My room is her room. Her luggage will be placed in my wardrobe."

Kaida's eyes widened. "What the hell? Can't you leave me alone?"

Seraphina's lips curved in a faint smirk. She raised a finger to her lips—shhh. Kaida's words stuck in her throat, anger burning behind her glare.

"And Kaida's old room," Seraphina continued, "will be given to another servant."

"What the—" Kaida began, but Seraphina's sharp gaze silenced her again.

As the evening meal arrived, all the servants gathered at the long oak dining table. Seraphina sat gracefully at the head, Kaida seated beside her, surrounded by Seraphina's five loyal servants—including Albert.

Albert's grin was infuriating. "I must say," he said, sipping his drink, "I'm impressed. Seraphina is treating you well, Kaida. Hahaha…"

Kaida slammed her fork down. "Shut your mouth, you bas****!"

The table fell silent, eyes flicking between Kaida and Seraphina.

That night, the moonlight spilled through the tall windows of Seraphina's room. Kaida paced back and forth, her mind boiling with frustration. This place is a golden cage… I can't breathe here.

The door creaked open. Seraphina entered, her usual graceful calmness making Kaida's anger burn hotter.

"What's wrong?" Seraphina asked, tilting her head slightly. "Do you want something?"

Kaida stopped pacing and snapped, "Shut up."

Seraphina raised an eyebrow, amused rather than offended. "Fiery as ever," she murmured, walking closer. "But you'll burn yourself out if you keep fighting me like this."

Kaida turned away, clenching her fists. "Don't act like you care."

Seraphina stepped closer, her footsteps soft on the carpet. "You keep pacing like a caged animal. What's in your head now, Kaida?"

Kaida turned sharply, her dark blue ponytail whipping behind her. "What's in my head? That I hate this place. I hate you. I'll never accept this life—no matter how much money or power you flash in my face."

Seraphina's smirk faded just slightly, her eyes narrowing. "Careful with your words."

"Why? You'll lock me up again? Go ahead!" Kaida shouted, her voice echoing in the massive room.

For a moment, Seraphina just stared at her, then sighed softly. "You'll learn that anger is useless here. You can fight me all you want… but nothing will change."

Kaida turned away, her voice cold. "I don't care. I'll find a way out."

Seraphina's grip on Kaida's wrist tightened just enough to make her stop struggling. She pulled her toward the bed.

"Sit down, Kaida," Seraphina said, her tone softer than usual. Kaida hesitated but eventually sat, glaring.

"There's something I want to tell you," Seraphina began, her voice calm but serious. "In this world, betrayal is everywhere. People change for money, for power… I hate that. Truly."

Kaida crossed her arms. "So what?"

Seraphina's lips curved faintly. "You think your mother betrayed you. But the truth is… she didn't ask me for money. I gave her some—because I wanted you here with me. As a friend."

Kaida's eyes narrowed. "A friend? Is that what you call buying someone?"

"I'm the daughter of your mother's past fiancé," Seraphina continued, ignoring Kaida's glare. "Your mother's family wanted her to marry a rich man. Back then, my father wasn't rich. It was all luck—he built his empire after years of struggle. But he always told me… he'd be happy if your mother lived a good life."

Kaida stood abruptly, grabbing Seraphina's shirt. "Why are you telling me all this drama? What do you really want?"

For a moment, the room fell into silence. Seraphina's usual calm façade cracked—tears shimmered in her pale eyes. Kaida, still sitting on the bed, turned her face away, stubbornly refusing to meet her gaze.

What is she really? Why is she crying? Kaida thought, her mind conflicted. Fine, let this drama play out… but I'll never accept her. I still hate her.

Suddenly, Kaida felt a slight, hesitant hug from the side. She froze, startled, and turned—Seraphina's tears were rolling freely down her cheeks.

"Ah… I didn't mean to make you cry," Kaida muttered, raising her voice slightly, testing if any guard outside the closed door would rush in. Nobody came. Good, she thought, no one's listening.

"What happened?" Kaida asked.

"Nothing," Seraphina whispered, wiping her tears. "Just tears of happiness."

Kaida sighed, her tone softening just a little. "Huh. Okay, but why are you so overly dramatic? You don't even know me. And don't trust me—it'll just lead you to another betrayal someday."

Kaida stood up, pacing on the soft carpet, then finally collapsed onto it, rolling over and sighing. "This carpet is so… soft," she murmured, feeling her body grow heavy with drowsiness.

Within seconds, she was half-asleep. Seraphina quietly moved closer, lying beside her. "Sooner or later, Kaida… this mansion, this power, will be yours," she said softly, slipping a pillow under Kaida's head with care.

The next morning, Kaida woke up late, realizing she'd already missed college. Seraphina was standing near the window in a black coat and tailored pants, looking like someone born to rule.

Kaida rubbed her eyes and muttered, "Why are you dressed like this today?"

Seraphina turned slightly, her voice smooth. "You like it?"

Kaida tilted her head. "Hmm… yeah, they're good." But inside, she was suspicious. What's this queen act now?

Testing her, Kaida smirked. "Hey, can you bring me a chocolate cake? I just… feel like eating one."

Seraphina didn't even hesitate. "Sure. But first, brush your teeth."

Kaida blinked. Wait… what? "Bruh," she muttered, half-laughing.

After brushing, Kaida walked over to Seraphina's dressing table and gasped at the shelves lined with expensive perfumes, creams, and jewelry. She picked up one perfume, inhaling the scent. "Oye, Seraphina, can I use these?"

"You can use whatever you want," Seraphina said with a faint smile. "This room is yours too."

Kaida stared at her. Is she for real? Or is this all part of some weird control game? Whatever—if I get chocolate cake and these perfumes, I'll take it for now.

Seraphina grabbed her keys. "I'm heading out to check a few things."

As soon as Seraphina left with Albert, Kaida flopped on the bed, laughing. "This girl is either insane… or she really thinks she can buy me like this."

That's when she overheard Seraphina's voice outside the half-open balcony door…

As Seraphina reached the door, Albert was already waiting outside like a shadow. Kaida, curious, quietly followed to the edge of the doorframe, making sure they didn't notice.

"So, today?" Albert asked in a low tone, adjusting his gloves.

"Yes," Seraphina replied calmly. "Today we finalize it. I'll talk to my father about the bracelets."

Albert smirked. "The bracelets are the core of his plan. Are you sure he'll trust you?"

Seraphina's voice became sharp. "I've never betrayed him, Albert. I'm his daughter. He knows I'm loyal. But Kaida…" Her tone softened for a split second. "She doesn't need to know. Not yet."

Albert tilted his head. "You're hiding it from her? For how long?"

"Until I decide she's worth knowing," Seraphina said coldly. "Only a few people are allowed to be part of this plan—and she isn't one of them."

Kaida's heart raced as she pressed closer to the door, every muscle tense. Bracelets? Plans? What the hell are they hiding from me?

Seraphina walked into the room, her voice steady but commanding.

"You're not going to college today. Follow my orders. There's a new coat and pants hanging in the cupboard—dress up and come to the table."

Kaida rolled her eyes but muttered, "Okay, fine."

After dressing up and eating, Kaida wandered through the hallway, unsure what to do. She grabbed a book and sat on a velvet sofa, pretending to read. Her eyes caught sight of Seraphina standing outside the main door, talking to Albert.

Seraphina: "6:00 near it, okay? I'll tell Kaida. Don't worry about her."

Albert: "You're too pathetic, trusting Kaida that much."

Seraphina: "Albert, mind your own business."

Albert: "Sorry, sorry, my lady."

Kaida's eyebrows shot up. Trusting me? For what? What's at 6:00?

Moments later, Seraphina came inside, closing the door with quiet elegance. She sat beside Kaida on the sofa while the workers moved around the mansion.

Kaida turned, squinting. "What is my—"

Seraphina cut her off smoothly. "Which book are you reading?"

"It's just a comic," Kaida said, flipping the page. "The main character is a time traveler."

Seraphina tilted her head. "Do you like training with guns?"

Kaida smirked. "Yeah, but I know I'd never get that kind of chance."

Seraphina chuckled softly. "Haha, good. Do you know how to play chess?"

"Ahhh, chess?" Kaida groaned. "I love it, but only sometimes. My brain isn't always braining."

"Let's play," Seraphina said, already setting up the board.

Thirty minutes later, Seraphina leaned back with a sly grin. "Checkmate."

Kaida's jaw dropped. "Huh?! What the heck!" She tossed the chessboard aside dramatically.

Seraphina burst out laughing, clutching her stomach. "One more match?"

"No way!" Kaida refused, folding her arms.

Seraphina leaned closer, almost clinging to Kaida. "It's just a game, Kaida. No hard emotions."

Kaida rolled her eyes. "This is a split persona, you know that? One moment you're scary, the next you're acting like my best friend."

At 6:47, the mansion's silence shattered.

"They are here!" a guard shouted from the entrance.

Seraphina immediately raised her finger to her lips, silencing him with a single cold glance. The air went tense.

Kaida, who had been idly scrolling through her phone with nothing to do, froze at the sound. Curious, she crept to the railing above the grand hallway.

From her vantage point, she saw Seraphina quietly leading a few men into the mansion. They carried a fainted man, his wrist bruised and marked by the outline of a digital watch. His head hung loosely, and he looked barely alive.

"We became successful, though," one guard blurted.

"Not. A. Word," Seraphina whispered sharply, her tone like ice. She glanced up at Kaida, catching her eyes, and with a simple hand gesture signaled her to stay quiet.

Kaida's heart raced, but she didn't move. She watched as the men carried the injured man down a hallway she had never explored before. They pushed him into a hidden room, chaining him tightly against the wall.

Seraphina turned again, signaling Kaida to look—to remember what she was seeing but not dare speak.

Inside the room were Seraphina's five loyal servants, including Albert, all standing like guards around the prisoner. After a few moments, they all exited, closing the door behind them and leaving the man locked away in a part of the mansion Kaida had never even known existed.