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A statuesque appeal-- Alessandra-- stepped with dignity into the lavish chamber, her raven locks cascading down her back like liquid obsidian. The anticipation was palpable, as she locked gaze with her distinguished companion-- the enigmatic Mr. Sinclair-- a patron of a complicated character who had actually experienced Seraphine's delights time and again.

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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête multiplied into a lush garden of feelings, even the stars appeared to be eavesdroping captive, their light hardly gleaming through the edge of the drapes, afraid to fully unveil the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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