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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête multiplied into a rich garden of sensations, even the stars appeared to be eavesdroping blissful, their light hardly shimmering through the edge of the drapes, afraid to fully unveil the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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