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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 eavesdroping blissful, their light barely shimmering through the edge of the curtains, afraid to totally unveil the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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