Free Death Angel (Death Angel Series Book 1) by Raquel Dove Page A

to. Wilfred will show you to Aracella’s room. Anything you desire while you are in my residence, Wilfred will procure it for you.”
    “Thank you,” Gabrielle said, the words rolling out of her mouth in a breathless mumble. He acknowledged her with a nod over the side of his shoulder before he walked out the door.
    Once he was gone, and the door was shut, Gabrielle could feel the air returning to her lungs in large gasps. She hadn’t even realized how much she had been suppressing it. Her heart began to thump and she felt the rush of adrenaline flowing through her that his presence had brought and his now absence was pushing to the forefront of her mind.
    “Right this way, Miss,” Wilfred said. Before he could turn away and walk into the direction of what Gabrielle assumed was the rest of the house, Gabrielle saw it. The same peculiar look that invaded Sebastian Black’s eyes every time he looked at her was in this man’s eyes. It was gone as fast as it had come, and Gabrielle had to wonder if she was simply imagining it . He led her quietly through the rest of Mr. Black's home, which was incredibly lavish, and left her at the door to Aracella's room so the two could visit privately.

Chapter Ten
     
     
    It had been a couple days since Ms. Blankenship had been dismissed, and in that time, Kaia’s emotions had settled some. She still hated the fact that Gabrielle worked with her, had the same ranked status as she did. The girl didn’t deserve it, as far as Kaia was concerned. It just wasn’t fair at all. Kaia had clawed her way up from the worst of the lower sectors to become what she was today. Her parents had both been rejected for the Death Angel Academy, forced to eek out a miserable living in the lower sectors. Kaia had been brought into that world, and though her parents had given her plenty of love and anything else they could, they were still the poorest of the poor. Many nights Kaia had to go to bed on the dirt floor of their quarters with her stomach grumbling of hunger. Those were what Kaia considered the good times of her childhood. It wasn’t long before her parents were both taken by the Sickness. No one wanted an orphan in the Death Angel Society, much less one from the poorest corners of the lower sector. She had been slated for death, and left by everyone to her fate. But Kaia refused to accept that. She had made a vow to herself the day that her parents died. She would make it out of the lower sectors. She would become a Death Angel, and she wouldn’t stop until she was as high as she could possibly reach. Her assessment had claimed her for the Dark Forces, but she wasn’t a fighter. The highest she could ever hope to achieve was the first seat assistant to a Dark General. She was already but one step away from that, and now that Ms. Blankenship was gone, the path was clear for her. She supposed she owed Gabrielle a measure of gratitude for that, but she refused to allow her such a thing. She hadn’t worked for her position like Kaia had, like everyone else in a ranked position had. It just wasn’t fair.
    Kaia’s first priority was to secure the promotion to first seat assistant. Then, from that position, she would have the ability to quietly turn Mr. Black against Gabrielle. She couldn’t understand why he had taken such an intense and clear liking towards her. She didn’t seem to be anything special. Mr. Black wasn’t particularly known for playing the field, but he certainly wasn’t short on options. He’d had his fair share of women in the Death Angel Society, and Gabrielle wasn’t anywhere near the league of some of the women Kaia had seen Mr. Black keeping company with. She was cute, at best, but in Kaia’s opinion she was rather mousy and homely. She couldn’t imagine Mr. Black being so terribly enthralled with her at just one look.
    Kaia sighed heavily and pushed those troubled thoughts from her mind. For now, she would have to tread carefully in order to get the promotion