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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête proliferated into a lavish garden of feelings, even the stars seemed to be listening in captive, their light hardly gleaming through the edge of the drapes, scared to fully unveil the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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