Chapter One.
Beverly Hills...
Katrina Von Hapsberg lowered herself inside the olympian sized swimming pool and easily propelled herself toward the other side where a shirtless Klaus was seated at a wrought iron table, perusing the financial section of the newspaper.
It was another sunny California afternoon and tonight the Von Hapsberg's would attend an Aids
fundraiser where Klaus was being honored for his significant monetary contribution.
Katrina eased out of the chlorinated water to sit on the side of the pool and squeezed out her long , platinum hair.
Since moving to Cali she'd achieved a golden tan which made the clarity of her luminous, gray eyes pop even more.
The white one piece bathing suit clung to her 5 ft 6 inch, slender body like a second skin and the
stretchy material caressed Katrina's natural, B -cup size perfectly.
Tilting her face toward the sun, Katrina shut her eyes and soaked up the strong rays like a sponge.
A lot had happened in the months since the von Hapsberg's had purchased this massive, Spanish style home in Beverly Hills.
Most of it was good.
Katrina was currently starring in a successful medical series on one of the big television networks and Klaus had finally decided to go into semi -retirement from his company which meant that he would be available to spend more time with his family.
The twins had settled into their new school and showed no negative effects because of the cross country move.
On the surface life seemed to be going well for the von Hapsbergs.
"Darling, would you mind drying the back of my neck?" Katrina called out to Klaus sweetly.
Putting the papers aside and lifting one of the thick white towels that were stacked nearby, Klaus kneeled behind his wife.
His cool, sea green eyes fastened on the elegant, column of Katrina's neck as he gently applied pressure with the towel.
Klaus was 6 ft 2 , and trim, with thick, black hair brushed back from a high, intelligent brow and the sort of square jawed,thin
nosed good looks common to Eastern Europeans and the delicate beard added a sexier edge to his already intriguing good looks.
Katrina purred like a cat as his strong fingers expertly massaged her neck and shoulders.
When he lifted her damp hair she shivered and relaxed against his
broad chest which smelled faintly of a Winter green body wash and clean, hot male.
"Did I mention the good news?" Klaus asked lightly.
"Hmm..?" Katrina murmured.
"I think congratulations are in order." Klaus said . "That whore, Rozelle has gotten engaged."
Katrina stiffened and Klaus applied a stronger pressure to her shoulders as he continued in a casual tone ,
" I found out from a friend of a friend."
"You don't have friends Klaus.
What you have are ...underlings." Katrina said attempting to pull away from him, however Klaus tightened his grip on her neck until it hurt.
"Aren't you happy for Rozelle?" He demanded.
Katrina reached back and viciously clawed the tops of his hands, digging in with her sharp, freshly manicured, nails until Klaus released his grip on her.
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Savage Affair : Book 2 Of The Affair.
Fiksi UmumAfter breaking up with Katrina von Hapsberg Rozelle is trying to go on with her life. Meanwhile Katrina wants her back. And Klaus won't stand for it. But what steps will he take to stop it?
