On Tuesday morning, the sun rose over Central Park, casting long golden beams across the hardwood floors of the penthouse duplex at 740 Park Avenue. Sienna woke to the rich aroma of freshly ground French roast coffee and warm cinnamon pastries. Marcus was already up, wearing soft charcoal flannel trousers and a white linen shirt with the sleeves rolled up, carrying a breakfast tray into the sun-drenched master bedroom. He…
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