"My name is Antonius Mikaelson. Yep, I'm actually the adoptive son of Niklaus Mikaelson. My dad took me in after he found me abandoned. My whole life, I have been thankful towards him and couldn't ask for a better father... But I've always felt a pa...
Before you start reading this chapter, I want to say this if you never read my other stories or looked at my conversations page... STOP ASKING ME TO UPDATE! This stopped for a while and I appreciated it but now? It's starting again. That's seriously annoying, like writers have a life outside of wattpad.
I have had a lot going on this month which is why I had to take a step back from writing. The other reason, I have been updating every month ever since I joined wattpad which was over late 2019 and at some point, I'm going to have to take a break!
If you say, can't wait for the next update or looking forward to it, that's fine. But I swear if I see another comment telling me to please update or update soon, especially on stories that clearly say "On Hold", those comments are getting deleted. I'm not joking because I'm getting tired of it. I am doing the best I can so stop pressuring me!
Same outfits from last chapter!
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"Pleasure meeting you again but in my own body this time." Klaus smiles and holds his hand. "Thank you for saving me-"
"Yeah, it's not a pleasure to meet you pup. And technically I wasn't saving you. I was protecting Alaric. You did steal his body." Celine smacks his hand away, shocking Klaus and causing Anthony to cover up his laugh with a cough. "Now can we get to more important things? Anthony, due to you being here, you already know about what the connection is between you and my daughter."
"Yes, ma'am." Anthony nods. "But if you know about it, why haven't you-"
"I knew about it way before the two of you even knew. All the witches did... So I thought it was best that it be talked about between you two. It's your relationship and you two should decide what you want, not let others decide for you... I'll go along with whatever my baby girl wants. Now go on and talk to her, I need to talk to your father."
"Thank you, Ms. Bennett." Anthony smiles.
"Call me Celine." As soon as Anthony gets up from his seat, Celine grabs his wrist. "Boy, you treat my daughter right. Otherwise, I'll get my broom."
Anthony nods and gives her a small smile. "No need to worry. I could never hurt her."
Celine stares at him for a moment before letting him go. After he leaves, she turns back to Klaus.
"Well...this isn't how I thought our introduction would go-"
"Shut up. Your son came here for my daughter but you came here for the doppelganger. Now let me warn you, pup. You better not throw a temper tantrum if things don't turn out your way. Otherwise, you will end up on that pool table over there and be saying hello to that cue stick. Do you understand?" She asks but doesn't receive a response. "Uh, are you going to answer me? Your son has more manners than you."
