Two hours before dawn, the terrace of the Hotel de Paris had grown quiet, the Mediterranean harbor below shrouded in a peaceful, silver-blue mist. Christian and Vivienne sat side by side upon a plush outdoor chaise lounge, wrapped together in a single, heavy cashmere blanket. The remnants of a room service tray—two empty cups of dark espresso, a carafe of chilled mineral water, and a crystal snifter of vintage Hennessy…
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