A/N: Hey guys! My creativity has been really zapped these last few years and I do plan on completing my other stories but it might be a little while. I want to do them justice and not rush them, or feel not proud of my work. So that's going to take some time. I have a new story though. I have several chapters planned out already and also thousands of words written. I feel great about the direction of this new story and where it can go so I would appreciate it if you put it on your story alert if it sounds good and you want to read more! I chose to do a big author's note here so I can get everything out of the way and then you can just get to the story once it publishes. Chapter one will be up no later than the weekend. I just need to proofread and change a few things. I'm hoping to publish once a week after that. It's my goal! Anyway, thanks for sticking with me if you have! I truly appreciate all the private messages I've gotten since that's what really inspires me and makes me strive to do more work and make it better. I have changed my writing style a little bit since I wasn't happy with what I put out a few months ago but I think it's better than ever! Alright. Enough from me - see you in a few days with chapter 1!

Also, here's a small snippet from chapter 1 ;)

My fingers traveled across the smooth polished wood of my armoire as I casually lifted my eyebrow when I discovered there was a line of dust that shouldn't have been there. I chuckled, knowing I was going to give Dorota a piece of her mind and tease her about how she failing at her job.

I slowly moved towards the closet and chose a pink shift that was very low-cut down the middle and left nothing to the imagination. A small smirk came to my face as I thought of how Nate wouldn't be able to keep his hands off me as soon as he got home.

Nate.

Thinking of him brought an instant smile to my face as my gaze traveled down to the solid ten karat rock on my ring finger. I absentmindedly twirled it around on my finger and noticed for the dozen time how it weighed down my hand. Something I secretly liked. Nate and I were Upper East Side royalty. Dating and promised to each other since we were practically in diapers. Something that I actually resented when we were growing up but then I fell for Nate Archibald when I was a teenager and was thrilled at the match. I could have everything with Nate. Love, money, connections; people took notice of me when I was with Nate. Not that I didn't have my own money but without Nate I was just another rich girl; together we were picture perfect and powerful.

He bores you, Blair.

I waved my arm in the air and snapped my fingers as if that would get my inner voice to stop speaking these thoughts to me. That wasn't true! I loved Nate. Yes, he worked a ton and sometimes I rarely saw him during the day but that was for our future. He was providing for us and I loved him so much for that. I knew that as soon as we settled into married life that things would change. We would become more passionate together and settle into a routine that suited us both.

That sounds like a business deal; not love.

I growled in frustration. I needed to shut my stupid thoughts up. I was just getting nervous because it was less than a month until the wedding. Yes, that was it. No more thinking for tonight. As soon as Nate was home, I knew he would ease these concerns and tell me I was being silly and we could laugh it off as nothing.

I dragged a brush through my chocolate locks to straighten them. Nate loved my hair straight and I wanted to give him everything since he had been so good to me. I dabbed some perfume on my wrists and between my breasts before putting a strand of pearls around my neck that dangled between my cleavage before falling into my chemise.

I took note of the time and realized how late it was getting before moving to our plush four-poster bed and lying across it. I slightly parted my legs and waited for my husband-to-be to get home.

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