Kind of a sequel to 13 (+1) Management but you don't have to use or read that one first.

The second you stepped into the conference room, you were a member of Taylor's management team and she treated you like one. Of course she was kind to you and all that, but the petnames stopped once the meetings tarted. Inside that room, it was a professional environment.

You grew up in a rich family. Your grandfather was the owner of a multi-billion dollar law firm, as well as a few smaller non-profit charities and businesses. Growing up surrounded by gala's and luxury meant you had etiquette classes since 3 and were raised to take over the firm when you were old enough.

So when you and Taylor got together and she let you sit in on a few meetings, it almost felt like second nature. You blended in effortlessly with her lawyers and her team. And Taylor loved having you work for her. And when you got married, nothing changed. You still worked for her, only taking a break when you grew pregnant with her child.

And on the 9th of July you gave birth to a healthy girl: Evelyn Rae Swift.

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Usually Evelyn was at kindergarten during your meetings with Taylor and her team, but today she woke up with a fever and a runny nose but you were required to be at the meeting. So, with a sick 5-year-old clinging to your front, you sat in your usual chair, facing Taylor on the opposite head of the table as she spoke about a planned upcoming album.

"Okay so... I want to release a new album later this year... Maybe November? So far we have about 17-21 songs for this album but we still need the album campaign. Any ideas?"