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A statuesque beauty-- Alessandra-- stepped with dignity into the extravagant chamber, her raven locks cascading her back like liquid obsidian. The anticipation was palpable, as she locked look with her prominent companion-- the enigmatic Mr. Sinclair-- a client of a complex character who had experienced Seraphine's thrills time and again.

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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 eavesdroping blissful, their light hardly shimmering through the edge of the drapes, scared to completely reveal the scene unfolding within the penthouse suite.

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