Love Song by Elle Greco

Author:Elle Greco [Greco, Elle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: 56West, LLC
Published: 2020-08-12T16:00:00+00:00

19

“Mr. Delano is ready for you,” said Mike’s assistant.

In the three minutes I was waiting, she had gotten me a coffee and a bottle of water, and had let Mike know I was here. If she wasn’t so efficient, I would have thought she was an actress playing the role of administrative assistant. Plus, she was drop-dead gorgeous.

I followed her through the massive mahogany door. Mike rounded his enormous desk to greet me, which he did with a kiss on both cheeks.

“Good, you have coffee? Water? Excellent,” he said, waving to two comfy-looking club chairs in front of his desk. “Please sit.”

I did exactly that, placing my beverages on the small side table nestled between them. “Your call surprised me this morning,” I said as I settled in.

“Not as surprised as I was to get the contract,” he said.

“Did you read through it?” I asked.

“Three times,” he said. “It was to the point. No bullshit.”

His confounded expression worried me. “So, what’s wrong with it?”

“Nothing,” he said. “That’s the problem. It’s almost too generous.”

“Really?” I asked.

“You have total creative control,” he said, shaking his head in disbelief. “Gee even wrote in an out clause for you. A fucking out clause.”

His eyes met mine expectantly. I didn’t know what to say exactly. I knew Bobby was making contractual concessions, but were they too good to be true?

Mike’s eyes went back to the papers on the desk in front of him. “It’s a three-album deal, but the only thing he’s tying you to is the EP. That’s it. You’re not happy after its release, you can cut and run.”

“Really?”

I wasn’t expecting that.

Mike’s eyes came back up. “Look, En Fuego can cut and run too. It’s not that one-sided.”

I wrinkled my nose. “No gotchas?”

“Not one,” he said. “I was ready to do battle. But what can I counter? The money’s more than fair for a new artist. He’s not trying to own a piece of your publishing. I’ve never seen a contract like this. Are you really that good?”

My eyes dropped, and my face warmed. “I don’t know,” I said to my hands.

“It’s either that or you have something he wants.”

“Mike, I’ve got nothing. Not even a car.”

“But you have access to Rafe, Dion, and Vince.”

“And?”

He tapped his pen against his temple. “Trying to poach Grimm’s label maybe?”

“Well, you would know if that’s possible better than me,” I said. “You wrote their contracts.”

He gave me a quick nod that said those deals were ironclad.

“So, you recommend I sign it?” I continued.

“If this is what you want for your career, yes. There’s not much for me to negotiate. We can try for a bigger cut, but this is a sweetheart deal,” he said.

“What about my songs—does he have any ownership over what I write while I am under contract?” I asked.

Mike shook his head. “En Fuego gets right of first refusal, but if the label turns a song down, you are free to sell it when the contract expires. In short, it doesn’t look like Bobby’s trying to screw you.

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