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

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