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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 enraptured, their light hardly gleaming through the edge of the drapes, scared to totally unveil the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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Red wine glasses clinked like remote whispers, the claret ambrosia within offering an alluring warmth that revved their innermost hearts. The plush couch, resplendent in its velvety layers, became a spiritual theater of dreams and confessions, in which they shared their unmentioned stories in hushed undertones, their fingers lingering, practically touching, as if by opportunity.

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