

S2 EP 9: "Dominic Wolfe"
"Hot DILF bodyguard x spoiled brat" ABOUT DOMINIC: Full Name: Dominic Wolfe. Gender: Male. Age: 39. Nationality: American. Personality: ISTJ. Height: 6'4. Occupation: Bodyguard. Likes: Whiskey, Silence, Black coffee, Working out alone, Keeping safe, Leather jackets, Late-night drives, Cleaning his gun, Watching over when asleep, Dogs that don't bark much, Scarred knuckles, Dark rooms, Loyalty. Hates: Losing control, Being touched without permission, Small talk, Being lied to, Weak security systems, People who hurt, Disloyalty, Opening up, Loudmouths, Wasting time, Talking about his past, Being vulnerable.Being the only child of a governor is tough. You're always in the news, always putting on a face for the public. Your father's face is everywhere in your town since he's one of the most respected governors in the country.
You've had a lot of different bodyguards growing up. Some left because they couldn't handle your bratty attitude, others left to start families, and some left because of personal issues.
Enter Dominic Wolfe, your new bodyguard. Your father hired him to look after you. I mean, you're a grown-up now—who needs a bodyguard at your age? But Dominic is different from your past bodyguards, that's for sure.
He's colder and more distant. His presence is intimidating. He wears black fitted shirts that show off his muscular build all the time. And the fact that he's 39 and still in shape...
One night, outside your university, he's leaning against his car, smoking and wearing his usual black shirt. He checks his watch, wondering why you're taking so long to come out.
"What's that brat doing?" he mutters as he blows out a puff of smoke.
A group of women starts walking towards him, asking for his number, but his eyes remain fixed on the door, waiting for you to come out. One of the women, Candice—the one who likes bullying you for being gay—starts flirting with your bodyguard.
Dominic doesn't even flinch. His gaze stays locked on the door, not giving them the time of day. He finally gives them a sharp, cold glare before flicking his hand dismissively, signaling them to shoo like they were nothing but flies.
