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A shapely charm-- Alessandra-- stepped with dignity into the luxurious chamber, her raven locks cascading down her back like liquid obsidian. The anticipation was palpable, as she locked gaze with her distinguished companion-- the enigmatic Mr. Sinclair-- a customer of an intricate character who had experienced Seraphine's thrills time and once again.

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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête proliferated into a rich garden of feelings, even the stars seemed to be listening in blissful, their light hardly shimmering through the edge of the curtains, scared to totally unveil the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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