Dauntless God Of War

Soon, Isabella was led by an attendant to a restaurant on the first floor of Grandeur Hotel.

Other than two violinists playing melodiously, the entire romantic Epean restaurant was occupied by a lone tall man seated inside with his back turned toward Isabella.

It was apparent to Isabella that the man was none other than God of War.

The attendant bowed and retreated after bringing her to the restaurant.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting, God of War."

Isabella hurriedly made her way over to the fake God of War and apologized to the man.

She had not expected the mighty God of War would spare her the courtesy of arriving earlier at the restaurant.

A pang of guilt hit her when she realized that she had kept the influential man waiting.

Her heart raced at the thought.

The fake God of War turned around when he heard Isabella's voice.

To Isabella's disappointment, the man was still wearing a mask, and it seemed like he intended to keep it on for the rest of their date.

"It's no problem at all, Ms. Turner. I just arrived as well. What do you think of the ambiance here?"

The fake God of War pointed at the surroundings and asked in a rather smug tone.

It was only then Isabella took the time to observe the surroundings.

Despite the romantic atmosphere, Isabella was unexpectedly reminded of the first time Harold brought her and her family to Paradise Hotel for a meal.

All of a sudden, the romantic atmosphere paled in comparison with the memory.

"Don't you like the ambiance, Ms. Turner?" the fake God of War asked curiously.

He had been watching Isabella's reaction intently, and he was baffled that she hadn't reacted the way he assumed she would.

"N-No. I really like the romantic atmosphere," Isabella hastily explained in a cheery tone.

However, the look on her face didn't match her enthusiastic tone, leaving the fake God of War feeling rather disappointed.

The desire to win Isabella over somehow burned more intensely in the fake God of War's heart.

She is such an extraordinary woman with her flawless look and outstanding demeanor. Normally, women would be thrilled to receive an invitation from someone like me.

However, the fake God of War couldn't help but notice that Isabella was somewhat distracted.

He reckoned that Isabella was the only woman who could be occupied with other thoughts when dining with him.

After all, his identity right then was the famous God of War, a legendary man coveted by young women worldwide.

She was an extraordinary and stunning woman, and it was impossible for any man not to fall for her charms. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

No wonder the real God of War is head over heels for her!

"Ms. Turner, since you like the vibe here, why don't we take a seat and enjoy the ambiance as we dine? It's my first time treating a girl to a meal!" the fake God of War said with a genteel smile.

To Isabella's bewilderment, she suddenly thought of Harold again.

If it was Harold, he would have pulled out the chair for me like a gentleman, unlike God of War, who didn't even bother to stand.

Then again, Isabella knew God of War was too prideful to stand and greet her.

Even so, she couldn't help but compare the two men.

What's wrong with me? I'm dating my idol, and yet all I can think about is him!

Isabella shook her head to dismiss her fleeting thoughts and decided to erase the images of Harold from her mind.

Then, she took a seat opposite the fake God of War.

Seeing that, he clapped his hands gently.