Heart in a Cage
by: Clair Carlyle
Synopsis: Chuck is full of regret, Dan is falling in love, and Blair Waldorf...is marrying another man. A story of secret rendezvous, conspiracy, and a whole lot of heartache. How far would you go to pursue the love of your life?
Chapter One: Musings in Monaco
Blair Waldorf, age 20, was sprawled out on the satin duvet in the largest bedroom of the royal palace of Monaco. It was already 11 in the morning, and she was still sporting her silk Stella McCartney chemise. As the hours passed, light seeped into the room slowly, peeking out from behind the decadent velvet curtains.
"I will always love you"
The words were still ringing in Blair's ears three months later. To this day, she could picture his chiseled face- a face that puts male models in aftershave commercials to shame- staring back at her with radiating warmth. Had Chuck Bass really let her go? As time passed, Blair's mind began to warp the memory of their final farewell that rainy night at Constance. She could have sworn there were hints of tears in Chuck's deep brown eyes as he kissed her forehead one last time. No, the tears were real- organic and streaming down his face. And his kiss lingered for the better part of a minute, she was certain. The way he looked at her, the way he held her in his arms, the way he made love to her- she could remember it all so vividly.
But Blair Waldorf had another man in her life now. He was not as handsome as Chuck, nor was he as charming. But Louis Grimaldi, Prince of Monaco made Blair feel safe. He would never break her heart. Louis would give Blair the gifts of power, influence, and fame, things she desperately yearned for. With such a perfect suitor, Blair continued to wonder why random memories of Chuck kept popping up in her head.
The gilded handle of the bedroom door started to turn. A tall, dashing figure quietly entered the room. "Hello, darling," sang Louis, with a voice like honey. The midmorning light danced off of Blair's skin, and Louis couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. He quickly approached the bed and pulled Blair into a loving kiss. "I just came back from the market. Our kitchen is now stocked with the freshest ingredients." Blair smiled. Louis was just getting to know her, and he already had picked up on her favorite summertime foods.
He continued, "I also have a surprise for you, Blair. I picked up a fantastic bottle of wine that mother recommended. I was thinking that we could split it over dinner tonight." Blair's smile grew wider. She was in heaven. She offered no protests as Louis climbed into bed with her, and began showering her with kisses. She pulled his body into her own and began to wildly fantasize. Suddenly, Blair had transformed into the beautiful and fabulously wealthy Marie Antoinette. She imagined Louis to be a poor, humble serf named Pierre, the man that she was wildly infatuated with. Pierre would have to risk everything- go against his family, just to be with her, and-
Just as Blair was about to moan oh, Pierre! into Louis' ear, she let out a huge gasp. Of course, Louis heard it. "What's wrong, Darling? Was my kiss too rough?" No, Blair thought. Louis was always gentle. Sometimes, too gentle. Blair sat up and started fixing her hair. "I just need to go to the bathroom."
When Blair was safely in the next room with the door closed, her mind started racing. What just happened? Blair knew she had an intense imagination, and often lusted after things that most people would find outrageous. She had vowed weeks ago to never to reveal her fondness for roleplay to Louis. He was just so innocent- sex with Louis was always simple and straightforward. Blair felt that it would be extremely awkward to reveal all of her dirty thoughts and fantasies to her pristine Prince.
She remembered how awkward it was when she revealed all of her desires to Chuck Bass for the first time. "Call me Cathy!" she practically screamed, mid orgasm. It was their first summer together as a couple. Once Blair revealed this inner thought, she instantly wished she could take it back, and wondered if Chuck had any idea where Blair was coming from or who Cathy even was.
But Chuck didn't miss a beat. As Blair came down from her high, he looked her dead in the eye and smirked, "Well, well, well, I knew you were a dreamer Blair, but I never thought you would be one for role play." Then, Chuck leaned in and whispered seductively, "this means I get to play Heathcliff." That day, Blair's sex life transformed into something etherial.
frowned at her reflection in the bathroom mirror. There he was again, Chuck Bass, always invading her thoughts these days. Truthfully, Chuck was the only man she would ever have the courage to roleplay with, that was certain. This realization made Blair feel slightly more hollow inside about her prince. She inhaled sharply, flushed the empty toilet to avoid suspicions, and swiftly returned to the welcoming arms of Louis.
AN: The story may not seem like much of a triangle right now, but there is some major Dan/Blair action to come in the next chapter.
Chapter Two: Good Gone Girl
What would Louis think if he entered the room right now? thought Blair. Her conscience was silenced by Dan, who reached over and placed his hand gingerly on her lap. Blair looked back at him, with wide, wonderstruck eyes, but Dan just smiled. Somehow, in that split second, Blair's brain managed to melt into goo.