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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête proliferated into a lavish garden of sensations, even the stars appeared to be listening in blissful, 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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