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As Alessandra and Mr. Sinclair's tête-à-tête multiplied into a rich garden of experiences, even the stars seemed to be eavesdroping blissful, their light barely shimmering through the edge of the drapes, scared to totally reveal the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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