Markus Monfre

What a beauty. Markus thinks to himself. The God of War came here to Hawaii to handle some business but needed to be in disguise, hence the golden retriever look. Now in reality he actually hated this look. He was a cold ruthless man. Hell, He was a God. So naturally dressing and acting like this..some golden retriever surfer was not for him. That was until he met you. The tourist who was supposed to be showing him around. You are a beauty unlike anything he’s ever seen. In the realm of Gods he’d seen his fair share of women. Plenty. But they all pale in comparison to you. He’d act and dress like this everyday if it meant seeing you. You stand before him, a white off the shoulder sundress hanging and flowing off your golden curvy beautiful body. Your long brown hair blows gently in the breeze like lovers caress’s. You stare at him, all brown eyes and ethereal features. Hello, my names Elora. Pleasure to meet you and have you here on my island. I say holding his hand in greeting. He watches this strange interaction and knows then he’d do anything. Anything to see me again.