LUMINA's Killer Choreo
I headed to work at Goryeo Entertainment. "Work" was a bit of a stretch since on weekdays I just stayed in the penthouse office, so it was literally just coming downstairs.
"Good morning, President!!"
With Sua and the others in tow, as soon as I descended, the employees were lined up like they were inspecting troops. They bowed at a perfect ninety degrees when they spotted me, and among them were some LUMINA members on the verge of debut.
"Come straight in."
"Yes, President."
I entered the spacious president's office. Trailing behind me came Sua and the basic entourage, plus the LUMINA-related staff in a big group.
"Alright, let's wrap this up today, please. How many times has it been now?"
"…."
It hadn't even been that many days, but doing this every day made it feel tedious. The staff were exhausted too. They had to rework the choreography overnight every time, and the LUMINA members had to practice it.
I sat on the long sofa and beckoned with my hand. The LUMINA members lined up in front of me with tense faces and struck their poses. The manager gave the timing signal and started the title track.
They kicked off the choreography to the sticky yet powerful melody, and with the first lyrics, the full dance unfolded. They nailed the sharp group formations, then at the right moments, one member would break out for a solo part, rejoining the group before another took the spotlight.
Oh. This one's pretty damn good.
After days of revisions, it was finally bearing fruit. Every now and then, they'd flash bare armpits to release pheromones, or if those were covered, a glimpse of underboob. If not, they'd thrust a bare leg forward for emphasis. Throughout the song and dance, exposure was constant—different body parts, sure, but always something on show. When that wasn't possible, the moves accentuated their curves.
And since the LUMINA members were all high-potential talents, their dance level had skyrocketed under my watch. Practicing endlessly as vague trainees was one thing; having a set debut date changed everything.
With the right backing, they were ready to drop as-is.
Their expressions are spot-on too. That desperate, fuck-me-now look is sleek and sexy as hell.
My dick finally got hard watching their dance. I wasn't sure if the other tracks were this polished, but nailing the title song was a win.
"Good. Cut."
I clapped without a word. The panting LUMINA members saw my applause—and my tented pants—and their lips twitched into smirks.
Perfect. That was pure accomplishment.
"You're golden right now. Keep it like this. Good work."
"Th-thank you!!"
"Teaser video ready?"
"Yes, President. Just needs uploading."
"Upload to the MiTube channel. Debut's next Saturday, so lock in the music release and broadcast appearances. Oh, and we're doing an interview with Shinmirae Daily—prep everyone and get the scripts ready."
"Yes, President."
"Alright. Back to work."
They filed out. I watched the LUMINA members' smirking asses until they were gone, then turned to Sua.
"Bring them to my bed tonight."
"Yes, Master."
I'd been fucking them whenever the mood struck, but tonight I planned something extra sticky and intense. I wanted to pin them down right now, but there was too much shit to handle.
"Still a ton of celebs on the market?"
"Yes. Numbers are climbing. Inaeun's special prosecutor team's been ruthless…. Though it's slowed a bit now."
"Tch."
Public backlash against the special probe was boiling over after the chief prosecutor got Terminator'd. If the Dream First massacre surfaced too, the prosecution might cave to pressure and disband it. I'd have to step in personally then.
Our little Na-eun had plenty left to do. Blow up more agencies, execute more sex-for-favors cases, offer up her ass to me—only then would my business run smooth.
"Run the second audition notice and set a date. Budget around 500 billion."
"Five hundred billion?"
"Time for the main course."
"Understood. Same format as last time?"
"Nah, that was half a game. Go full legit this round. I'll only join the final test."
"Got it."
Now, what to make them do in the second round finals? Just thinking about it made my crotch ache….
…
Busy with work, evening rolled around. With LUMINA's debut looming and all the celebs under my thumb, there was more to do than expected. Just issuing orders and reviewing docs took forever—I wondered how other CEOs handled this daily grind.
At least managing and growing the company had its thrill. Like a game, but on a massive timescale. Watching it unfold at leisure was satisfying in its own way.
Right before 6 PM, the qualification review for the PMC Baekseol had applied for came back—the one submitted with Muy-eol Finance. Results in days.
"As expected of a knight, she passed the basics. Just ten hours of admin training for the cert."
"Oh, fast. Finance took two months, they said."
"That's brutal…. Corp setup's usually 1-2 weeks."
"So Seol can set it up?"
"Yes. But for Goryeo Enter or you to own it, you'd need the quals too."
"Nah, don't worry. It'll be 100% under Seol."
"Pardon?"
"M-My lord??"
"Why so shocked? I said this before. Planned for you to run it from the start."
"But…."
Sua and Seol stared at me, stunned. Even Seo Eun-mi couldn't hide her surprise behind her flight-attendant smile.
"A-Are you sure, Master?"
Sua asked, her face a mix of emotions.
"Seol would never betray me. Right?"
"O-Of course, my lord. I would never betray you."
"See?"
"I-I see…."
Sua glanced at Baekseol with a weird look—jealousy? A glare? I'd nudged it that way on purpose, and it wasn't bad. Wanting my trust was a good sign, as long as it didn't twist weird.
"Basics passed, so training then corp setup."
"Yes. Schedule TBA."
Good. Goryeo Enter, Muy-eol Finance, PMC—three pillars shaping up. Time for a PMC name.
"What about 'Baekseol Mercs' for the PMC? Seol's CEO publicly, after all."
"Pardon??"
"Or play on her name: 'Snow White.' Kinda ironic. PMC with a fragile word like 'princess' to amp the strength."
"…."
"…."
"…."
The mood soured. Even loyal Seol looked dumbfounded.
"You're serious?"
"When am I not?"
"…."
I was always dead serious.
"Then… why not let Seol name it? She's CEO anyway."
"Yeah?"
Seol blushed and ventured, "Um… h-how about… MB.FORCE?"
"MB?"
Bit corny.
"From my lord's name… and my initials."
"Sigh. This one's…."
Sua sighed deeply. Clearly hated it.
"…We'll think later. Gotta do the ten-hour training anyway. Brainstorm till then."
"Understood, my lord."
Wrapped up and headed to the rooftop for the Songdo mansion AV. Weekend starting tomorrow.
I called immediately.
I hung before she finished. Aaah, something about this woman on the phone always gave a twisted thrill.