That evening, the private penthouse terrace on Avenue Montaigne was transformed into an intimate haven of candlelight, fresh white gardenias, and quiet romance. The sunset over Paris was a magnificent blaze of burnt apricot, violet, and molten gold, reflecting across the waters of the Seine and casting the Eiffel Tower in a glowing silhouette. Alexander returned from the Place Vendôme headquarters at seven o'clock, loosening his tie as he stepped…
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