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A graceful beauty-- Alessandra-- stepped with dignity into the lavish chamber, her raven locks cascading down her back like liquid obsidian. The anticipation was palpable, as she locked gaze with her recognized companion-- the enigmatic Mr. Sinclair-- a client of a complex character who had actually experienced Seraphine's thrills time and again.

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