Some romances begin with a glance and end in another country. Some never really end at all.

A LIAISON WHERE MINUTES STRETCH, BUT HOURS VANISH

Alexandra Flores, an independent courtesan, against a wall, with cascading hair and wearing silk gloves.

Dates

Some men are worth dressing up for. I can be persuaded out of bed for beauty, for conversation, for unexpected sights, and for rare pleasures. On occasion, that includes you.

An evening at the opera, a private box at the ballet, a long dinner that stretches into dawn.

The men I see aren’t always visible. And they must be selective about who they invite. I am too, but when the invitation feels right, I’ll say yes.

Private Mistress

My time is limited and booked months ahead, so I always advise early planning and advance invitations. But if you’re a man who gets what he wants—and needs the companion who makes life glitter and stars come alive—you might prefer a monthly arrangement.

20+ hours a month. Priority scheduling. Regular communication between dates.
The men I see wouldn’t settle for anything less.

$20,000/month, two months upfront, then monthly thereafter.

Alexandra Flores, a cultured luxury companion, holding pearls against the contrasting silk black gloves.

In keeping with tradition centuries old, my rate is structured with the understanding that gifting is a customary, though never compulsory, part of the experience.

Alexandra Flores, a luxury companion, gently reclined back on the bed and grazing her hips with her hands.

À la Carte