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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête proliferated into a rich garden of feelings, even the stars appeared to be listening in enraptured, their light barely sparkling through the edge of the curtains, scared to completely reveal the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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