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

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Red wine glasses clinked like far-off whispers, the claret ambrosia within providing a tantalizing heat that revved their inner hearts. The plush couch, resplendent in its creamy layers, ended up being a spiritual theater of dreams and confessions, in which they shared their unspoken stories in hushed undertones, their fingers sticking around, practically touching, as if by chance.

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