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The sandstone exterior of the beautiful Spanish mansion that sat before Cartier's eyes had humbled her champagne lifestyle. Although she had been present in homes of celebrities and noteworthy producers and musical talents, this house placed them deeply into shame. Paintings of exquisite beauty and advanced age sat shamelessly upon the corridors of the home while details of gold, believed to be of genuine existence accented the entire decor. "Cartier, this is Magdalena." Dominick introduced them as both women seemed to analyze each other silently. Magdalena looked at the young girl she saw as a child with a c****d brow and a look of disbelief to her romantic interest, while Cartier looked to her with envy of her exotic beauty. Speaking in Spanish, Dominick and Magdalena discussed the d