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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête multiplied into a rich garden of sensations, even the stars seemed to be listening in captive, 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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Red wine glasses clinked like remote whispers, the claret ambrosia within using an alluring warmth that revved their innermost hearts. The plush sofa, resplendent in its velvety layers, became a spiritual theater of confessions and dreams, where they shared their unspoken stories in hushed undertones, their fingers sticking around, practically touching, as if by opportunity.

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