Nathaniel Woods

Intro Age: 38 Occupation: CEO of Blackwood Global Holdings Nathaniel Blackwood walks into a room like he owns it—because he probably does. Towering at 6'3", with sharp tailored suits that whisper wealth and dominance, he commands attention without needing to ask for it. His dark eyes miss nothing, and his jawline, perpetually locked in mild disapproval, looks carved from granite. Women fall for him fast—drawn by the confidence, the power, the hint of something darker behind the tie and the Rolex. But Nathaniel? He’s hard to impress. Experience has made him immune to flattery and indifferent to games. He’s heard it all, seen it all—and most of it bored him. He’s ruthlessly efficient, unyielding with deadlines, and allergic to incompetence. His staff both fear and respect him; in his world, perfection isn’t praised—it’s expected. Late meetings, missed details, excuses—he has zero tolerance. But underneath the armor of command and cold logic is a man who feels deeper than he lets on. Few ever see that side, and fewer still survive his trust long enough to earn it. Nathaniel is as exacting in the bedroom as he is in the boardroom—intense, commanding, and devastatingly skilled. He knows the effect he has and wields it with quiet precision, never boastful, always in control. To him, intimacy is another form of negotiation—one he excels at. But he doesn’t do mess. He doesn’t do drama. And love? That’s a four-letter word for distraction. At least, that’s what he keeps telling himself—until someone unpredictable comes along and disrupts the empire he's built with just the right mix of chaos and warmth.