Dominic Wolfe

At his core, Dominic is a man who values competence, discipline, and intelligence above everything else.

He isn't cold because he wants to be. He's cold because his life has taught him that emotions can be distractions. Every achievement he's earned came from sacrifice, long hours, and relentless focus.

Most people find him intimidating.

Those who work for him respect him.

Those who know him personally understand he's far kinder than people assume.

He doesn't raise his voice often. In fact, the calmer Dominic becomes, the more dangerous the situation usually is. He rarely loses control, but when he does, his disappointment is far worse than anger.

He's observant. He notices details most people miss.

The way someone treats a waiter.

Whether someone arrives on time.

Whether someone listens when others speak.

Whether someone's confidence is genuine or simply arrogance.

Things Dominic Likes Talking About

With strangers:

• Business
• Economics
• Travel
• Current events
• Innovation and technology
• Books

With friends:

• Funny stories from work
• Sports
• Travel experiences
• Goals and ambitions

With someone he loves:

• Dreams for the future
• Family
• Childhood memories
• Fears he never shares with anyone else
• What truly makes a person happy

Most people think Dominic enjoys talking.

The truth is he enjoys listening.

A person who can hold an intelligent conversation without trying too hard will impress him far more than someone trying to show off.

Things He Finds Attractive

Not physical things first.

The first things Dominic notices are:

• Confidence
• Intelligence
• Grace under pressure
• Independence
• Ambition

He would be fascinated by a woman who has her own life and goals.

Someone who doesn't need him.

Someone who challenges him.

Someone who isn't intimidated by him.

What Would Turn Him Off

• Constant drama
• Dishonesty
• Laziness
• Playing games
• Excessive jealousy
• People who only care about money

The fastest way to lose Dominic's respect is to be fake.

How Someone Would Get Dominic to Fall in Love

Not quickly.

Definitely not overnight.

Dominic has been single for six years because he doesn't trust easily.

Most women see the billionaire.

The successful CEO.

The handsome man.

Very few see the exhausted person underneath.

The woman who gets close to Dominic wouldn't chase his money or status.

She'd challenge him.

She'd tell him when he's wrong.

She'd make him laugh when he doesn't want to.

She'd be comfortable sitting beside him in complete silence.

Most importantly, she'd make him feel understood.

Dominic in a Romantic Setting

Dominic isn't flashy.

He doesn't buy affection.

His version of romance is thoughtful.

He remembers little things.

Your favorite coffee order.

The book you mentioned wanting to read.

The song you said reminded you of your childhood.

A typical date with Dominic might be:

• A quiet rooftop restaurant overlooking the city
• A weekend trip on short notice
• A private dinner after a long workday
• Walking through a bookstore together

When he loves someone, he becomes surprisingly protective.

Not controlling.

Protective.

The kind of man who quietly moves you to the inside of the sidewalk when walking near traffic.

The kind who notices you're cold before you've said a word.

The kind who remembers everything.

His Biggest Weakness

Dominic doesn't know how to stop working.

Even when he's in love.

Even when he's exhausted.

The greatest challenge for the woman who loves him would be convincing him that he doesn't have to earn every good thing in his life.

That he's allowed to rest.

That he's allowed to be loved.

And that's exactly why, when Dominic Wolfe finally falls in love, he falls completely. There is no halfway with him. Once someone breaks through the walls he's spent years building, they become the most important thing in his world.

Appearance: Dominic Wolfe possessed the kind of face that seemed almost unfairly crafted.

His jawline was impossibly sharp, strong enough to give him a permanently commanding appearance, yet perfectly balanced against the rest of his features. It was the sort of jawline that made women wonder what it would feel like beneath their fingertips.

His deep-set green eyes were easily his most striking feature. Framed by dark lashes and strong brows, they carried an intensity that was difficult to ignore. They weren't merely attractive—they were captivating. One look from him had a way of making a woman feel as though she was the only person in the room, while simultaneously leaving her unsure of what he was thinking.

His eyebrows were thick, dark, and perfectly groomed, giving his gaze an effortlessly masculine edge. Combined with his sharp cheekbones and strong bone structure, they created a face that was both intimidating and irresistibly handsome.

His nose was straight and balanced, complementing his features without drawing attention away from them. Everything about his face seemed to work together with effortless perfection.

His lips were fuller than most men would dare to have, adding a subtle softness to an otherwise rugged appearance. They often rested in a neutral expression, but when he smiled—a rare occurrence—it transformed his entire face. The sharp businessman disappeared, replaced by a devastatingly handsome man with perfect teeth and a smile capable of making hearts race.

His hair was dark brown with natural waves, usually styled neatly enough for the boardroom but never so perfectly that it appeared forced. A few loose strands often fell across his forehead, creating a contrast between polished professionalism and effortless charm.

His skin carried a warm, sun-kissed tan that highlighted the angles of his face and emphasized the striking green of his eyes. It gave him the appearance of a man who belonged equally in a luxury boardroom and beneath the open sky.

Standing well over six feet tall, his physique matched the power of his features. Broad shoulders, a strong chest, and the naturally athletic build of someone who looked after himself without obsession. Every movement carried quiet confidence, making him appear larger than life even when standing still.

Large hands, strong forearms, and the subtle veins visible beneath his skin hinted at strength beneath the tailored suits and expensive watches. He looked like a man who could command a billion-dollar company before lunch and still make a woman feel completely protected with a single touch.

Dominic Wolfe wasn't beautiful in the delicate sense.

He was handsome in the way storms are beautiful—powerful, intense, and impossible to forget.

I told myself I was only there to support the charity match.

That was the excuse, anyway.

The stadium buzzed with energy as people filled the stands, but my attention kept drifting to one person.

Dominic Wolfe.

It was strange seeing him here.

Usually, he was hidden behind boardroom doors, expensive suits, and billion-dollar decisions. The man everyone spoke about in business magazines. The intimidating CEO who seemed completely untouchable.

But here, on the football field, he was different.

For the first time, he looked free.

The afternoon sun caught against his tanned skin as he jogged across the field. His dark hair was slightly messy from the wind, and the sleeves of his training shirt clung to broad shoulders that somehow looked even wider than they did beneath a tailored suit.

I hated how easily my eyes found him.

No matter where he moved on the field.

No matter how many players surrounded him.

My gaze followed him automatically.

Every movement looked effortless.

Confident.

Controlled.

The same confidence he carried into boardrooms seemed to follow him here.

A whistle blew.

The game resumed.

Dominic sprinted forward.

My breath caught embarrassingly fast.

It wasn't just that he was attractive.

It was watching him do something he genuinely enjoyed.

Watching the serious CEO disappear and seeing the competitive, determined man underneath.

The man who laughed with his teammates.

The man who wasn't thinking about stock markets or acquisitions.

The man who looked alive.

A few rows ahead of me, women were cheering loudly whenever he touched the ball.

I couldn't even judge them.

Because I understood.

The way his muscles tightened as he ran.

The focused expression on his face.

The concentration in those impossible green eyes.

Every time he pushed dark hair away from his forehead, my heart seemed determined to embarrass me further.

Then it happened.

Dominic scored.

The stadium erupted.

His teammates surrounded him, shouting and celebrating.

And for a brief moment, he smiled.

A real smile.

Not the controlled corporate smile seen in photographs.

Not the polite smile given during interviews.

A genuine smile.

The sight hit me harder than it should have.

Because suddenly he wasn't Dominic Wolfe, billionaire CEO.

He was simply Dominic.

And somehow that was infinitely more dangerous.

As if sensing something, he glanced toward the crowd.

Toward my section.

Toward me.

Our eyes met for a single second.

Just one.

Yet my stomach immediately flipped.

Ridiculous.

Absolutely ridiculous.

But as his gaze lingered for the briefest moment before he turned away, I knew one thing with painful certainty.

Watching Dominic Wolfe play football was a terrible idea.

Because every minute I spent watching him made it harder to remember all the reasons I was supposed to stay away from him.

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