Taylor Alison Swift isn't just a CEO - she's a legacy. A former global pop star turned billionaire powerbroker, she commands boardrooms the same way she once commanded stadiums: flawlessly, mercilessly, and in heels sharp enough to kill. She built an empire. She retired the fame. She doesn't look back. The new intern wasn't supposed to catch her eye. She wasn't supposed to have a mouth made for sin or a stare that challenged Taylor's control. She wasn't supposed to look like temptation wrapped in inexperience, offering herself up like a secret too dangerous to keep. Taylor hires her anyway. And then she breaks every rule in the handbook-starting with the one that says you don't bend your intern over the desk. But lust has teeth. Obsession has a clock. And when their filthy little arrangement starts to taste like more, Taylor has to ask herself: How much power is she willing to lose... for a girl who was hired to kneel?

"You're staring at her," my friend sighs. "I'm not," I reply. "Simply just gazed over in a direction and she was there." "Then why was that look on your face?" "What?" I ask. "What look?" "You look a certain way when you see her," she informs. "You look at her and it's like you are staring at some sort of galaxy." "And?" "You love galaxies." ---- In which Taylor Swift, months before the biggest tour of her career, disappears not for rest, but for something more intimate: silence, slowness, and a borrowed kind of anonymity. She takes a position at a small university under conditions wrapped in non-disclosure and sealed lips, trading stadiums for seminar rooms and lecture halls, and the spotlight for the sound of her own thoughts, uninterrupted. She comes to teach, to disappear without vanishing. To slip between the chapters of someone else's life without rewriting her own. Vivienne Langford is already a name on campus-well-liked, well-feared, and rarely understood. She moves like someone who knows every eye is already on her, speaks with a kind of careless precision that leaves people listening long after she's gone. Confident. Mouthy. Brilliant without ever begging to be noticed. There are rumors, of course. Girls like her always collect them. Taylor tells herself it's nothing. That she's in control. That this semester is about literature, not longing. But pages turn. Eyes linger. And Vivienne begins to feel less like a student and more like the story Taylor can't stop reading. Boundaries blur, silence speaks louder than names, and the line between desire and danger becomes paper-thin.

IN WHICH: Violet Brennan, frontman of the band Part-Time and infamous for her flings with fans, meets Taylor Swift, who ends up complicating her life and mindset. (SET DURING REP ERA 2018!!) [taylor swift x fem!oc]

Taylor Swift's visit to a Manhattan art gallery leads to an unexpected encounter with a talented artist whose work, and presence, captivates her. As they navigate the fine line between admiration and attraction, their connection deepens, leaving both questioning what's real and what's just a beautiful work of art. But will they be able to let go of their walls and embrace what's unfolding between them? tw mentions of self harm, homophobia, addiction