Contract Marriage With a Spoilt Brat

"Bruce darling, mummy is home."

A woman's energetic voice could be heard from downstairs as she slowly put down her bag and looked around in shock. What could have happened here within a few days that she was gone?

On the ground were different types of alcoholic drinks and some were broken into pieces. Her eyes turned red on realizing what must have happened.

"Where are the stupid maids I employed? Where are you all?!" She yelled and immediately, six girls came running by with shaky legs and bowed heads.

"Ma'am, you're welcome."

"Welcome? Where am I welcomed? What is the meaning of all these?" She pointed at the trash on the floor as she glared at them. The maids slowly turned their heads to look at it before bowing again, they didn't bother raising their heads.

"We...we didn't do it..."

"Oh, you think I don't know? Or are you trying to mock me for my son's waywardness?!" She raised her hand, attempting to slap one of them but immediately stopped as she heard them apologize.

"We are sorry, ma'am. We will get it cleaned right away."

They scurried away after saying this. The woman was surprised and she couldn't help scoffing at their attitude. What if she had brought in a guest? This was more than embarrassing for her. Then her head darted towards the staircase like an arrow shot to meet its target, she sighed heavily and marched forward like a soldier ready for the final battle.

She climbed the stairs without any manners or thinking of being one of the most reputable women in the country as she headed towards a room located at the last part of the hall. On getting to the door, she was about to knock but then noticed that the door was unlocked so she gently pushed it open. What she saw almost made her go blind.

She held onto the handle for dear life and stability as she tried breathing in and out. Her body was shaking.

On the bed was her son with two women naked and their legs crossed against him. The position was ridiculous and one of the most unimaginable things that Sarah had ever seen in her life.

Her son's head was in between the bosom of one of the women and the second one was literally...oh no. She closed her eyes and shook her head to distract her brain from taking in every detail.

With a revengeful mind, she stood back on her feet and arranged her clothes very well.

"Bruce! Bruce!"

"Hmm?"

Bruce responded and rolled on the bed, hugging one of the women in return with an innocent smile.

"Bruce, momma's home," Sarah announced with a tight-lipped smile.

"Hmm." Bruce still gave the same reply and Sarah left the room, closing the door gently.

Bruce who was still in Alice's wonderland snapped his eyes open after his brain cells seemed to have resurrected back to life. He gasped and raised his upper body to take a look behind him but there was no one there.

However, the scent of the intruder was still lingering in the air and he needed no one to tell him who it actually was.

"Mum?"

With eagerness, he jumped out of the bed nakedly and hit the girls unruly, causing them to wake up because of the pain.

"Hmm?"

"Stand the f*ck up! Right now!"

"Baby, what's going on?" One of the ladies asked and yawned before grabbing one of the pillows so she could go back to sleep.

"Oh, baby, nothing is going on. If you don't want to be six feet under the ground with my mum above, shining her wicked teeth on your graves while holding a dagger in case you resurrect then stand the f*ck up! Did I try to say that in the nicest way possible, ladies?"

He asked with his teeth widely shown to them through his forced smile.

The girls got what he meant and stood up as instructed but before they could do anything, the door was suddenly wide open with Sarah standing in front of them while holding a knife. The girls screamed and Bruce's eyes widened.

"Mum? Please, don't."

"I hope you had a good night, son," Sarah said with a pretentious smile.

"Mum, why are you smiling like that? It's terrifying. Please, don't do something so silly as this."

"Ha." Sarah jumped into the room and the girls took their heels, screaming for help as they ran down the stairs, half-naked.

Bruce facepalmed and turned around in huge embarrassment. He clung to the window to watch the girls do a marathon race out of the compound without his mum even chasing them from behind.

"I can't believe a man in his early thirties is experiencing this." He mumbled.

"Early thirties? You are almost thirty-five!" Sarah yelled from behind. Bruce sighed and turned around.

"I thought you wouldn't be back till next week."

"Well, surprise." Sarah threw her hands in the air.

"Bruce, why are you behaving in this manner? Don't you have shame? How could you bring those useless girls after several warnings to this family's mansion? Don't you care about who might be watching you? We are easily watched by people, our actions are under surveillance cameras of the people, can't you be serious with your life for once? You are thirty-four, not eighteen!" Sarah scolded.

"And I don't even look thirty-four, mum. That's the joy." He shrugged and got a deadly glare from her.

"Alright, I am sorry but mum, come on. I am a grown-up man, I don't need to do your bidding anymore..."

"At least, don't do them in your parents' dwelling!"

"Does that mean you have no problem if I do them outside?" Bruce asked with a smirk and Sarah almost burst into tears. She was sure that she must have offended someone in her past life.

"I am telling your father about this. He will be very disappointed." Sarah turned around and Bruce quickly hugged her from behind.

"Oh please don't. I am really sorry, mum. I won't do it again, at least not here."

"Can't you at least settle down? You are not getting younger anymore."

"Mum, I know but can't you see these girls? I can't marry such a girl and there is hardly any purified one out there..."

"Have you purified yourself? Aren't you the one using them?!"

"Well, they offered themselves to me willingly just to get money. At least, I am not forcing them but don't worry, I will change this time around."

Sarah removed his hands from her waist and turned to look at him.

"I don't know how you are going to do this but if this habit doesn't stop, you won't like my approach from henceforth." She warned and left.

Bruce knew that it had come to a point where he had to be serious about his life if not his mum's approach would be a Deadpool.

★★★★★

Inside an office, a young lady dressed professionally was going through the file on her desk.

In front of her desk was a name written: MISS JACKIE ROSS.

She was listening to a soothing tune while doing her work and would adjust her glasses once in a while then suddenly she stopped and looked at her picture that was hanging on the wall before sighing out loudly.

"This must be it. I am meant to be a nun for the rest of my life."

Earlier that morning, she had received a wedding invitation card from a junior colleague of hers who was only twenty-four. With uneasiness, she had to accept the card and pretend that she was happy. Of course, she was happy for her but not for herself. Having to watch people younger than her have a lovely married life was frustrating.

She was so single and hopeless and this was killing her because she had no one to turn to whenever she returned home from work. Even though she had not enjoyed her past relationships as she ought to, she still wanted to give someone a chance but that someone probably had a few screws loose and headed another way instead of her way.

"Wickedness at its highest regime." She mumbled.

"Huh?" Someone replied and Jackie flinched. She stared at the lady in front of her who was also looking at her curiously.

"What are you doing here?" Jackie asked.

"And what is wrong with you? You have been talking to yourself for the past ten minutes without any holdback. Are you okay? Do you need your brain cells to be checked?" Her colleague asked as she pulled out a chair and sat down.

"I probably need my whole life to be checked," Jackie replied tiredly.

"And why is that?"

"Can't you see? I am still single and my junior is about to get married in the next few days."

"We have gone over this topic several times and I still have the same response for you; It isn't your time yet."

"I understand that it isn't my time yet to marry but what about dating?! No one is asking me out."

"When was the last time you were in a relationship?"

"When I was eighteen."

"How old are you now!"

"Twenty-seven? Where are you with all these questions?" Jackie rolled her eyes but when she locked eyes with her colleague, her mouth formed an 'O' as a sign of her [ Jackie ] understanding the point.

"Oh, I see your point."

"Look, girl. This isn't about guys not wanting to ask you out, you have the whole qualities that most guys need but you just aren't open yet. Maybe when you are, you will finally accept the idea."

Knock

"Who is it?"

"Miss Jackie, the boss asks to see you in his office immediately."

"Sure, I am on my way." She responded.

*Anyway, I just wanted to say 'hi'. I have a date with my boyfriend, see you later." She blew her a kiss and left.

Jackie's face turned ugly after getting fed with dog food.