Lahat ng Kabanata ng ASHES OF INNOCENCE: Kabanata 31 - Kabanata 40

Jim helped Brewster arrange his things in the hotel room that was assigned to him. The room was big. It was more than enough for two people to stay, and at the center of the room was a king-sized bed. "You should rest for today. It will be tiring from tomorrow." Jim said to Brewster as he prepared to leave. As the assistant and agent, he couldn't stay in the hotel with the stars and could only find somewhere else to stay. He had known this, and Brewster also couldn't stop him as he had explained everything to him earlier. Brewster, though reluctant, still nodded with a smile. "Then, I will see brother Jimmy tomorrow." He said. Jim nodded. If possible, he wouldn't want to leave Brewster with the crew either. The fact that the artists already looked at him with coldness earlier increased the anxiousness in his heart. Brewster was too young, and he might not be able to endure the pressure of those artists. But Jim knew he had no choice. He couldn't stay, and Brewster would have t

The second scene started about an hour later. This time, they had gotten to Nile's house. The scene was of a doctor, Nile, Jone, and some maids. The doctor would check on Jone, who had fainted in the forest, and after prescribing the necessary things, Nile, who felt like he was responsible for Jone, spent the whole night taking care of Jone. The next morning, Jone would open his eyes to see Nile, who had mistakenly fallen asleep with their fingers hooked. The naive Jone would feel his cheeks burning up, and his heart would race uncontrollably. That was how he fell into the tumultuous trap. Falling for a Playboy young master. The blushing scene was a bit harder for Brewster to handle, but after one mistake, he was able to act it well, and the director gave him a pass, praising and handing him a bottle of water again. Jim felt like someone was about to snatch his cabbage from him... but he had no idea why he felt that way. They had only been acting for a few hours, and the dir

Though Brewster was confused and felt like director William's expression wasn't right, he still couldn't overcome the fatigue in his mind, and he had no choice but to enter his room for the night. It was his first time acting, facing the scrutinizing stares of others as he tried his best to work hard and make himself proud. He wasn't only exhausted physically but also mentally. He couldn't even keep his eyes open by the time he was done taking his bath. His mind was no longer able to hold long thoughts at this moment, and the only word replaying in his mind was "sleep." He really wanted to sleep. Brewster walked to his bed and was about to lie on it when he heard a knock on the door. His brows knitted, and he felt displeased. Who could it be again?However, he knew better than to ignore the knock, so he went to the door and opened it. His eyes widened when he saw Jim standing with a grave look on his face. "Brother Jimmy?" He called in a weak voice. He really found it hard to

Brewster struggled against the drunk man only to realize that his strength was weaker against the man. But he wasn't reconciled. He wouldn't let the drunk man harass him. The man laughed when he saw the way Brewster was struggling. He tightened his hold around Brewster's waist and moved his head closer like he wanted to kiss Brewster. Brewster gagged. The man's breath was horrible, and he really couldn't endure it. With a strong burst of power, he pushed against the man, and fortunately, the man finally staggered backward. Brewster held his breath and ran toward the door. He really didn't want to stay a second longer in the bathroom. He slammed the door behind him and made his way toward his room. The smell of alcohol on him was strong, and he didn't want anyone to notice it on him. So, disregarding what others might say, Brewster decided to go back to his room for a change. After that, he would report to Jim about the drunk and find a way to make the man suffer. Brewster

Brewster was tossed around in the bathroom for an hour before he was taken to the bed and tossed around again for hours. Brewster felt like his waist would break, and he couldn't help but let out low sobs, and he dug his nails into Ace's back. Ace grunted, wondering why the little star was so tight and so delicious. The little star seemed even more addictive than the last time they did it. Unfortunately, the little star could no longer go on. Even though Ace felt like he could still go a few more rounds, especially after he unexpectedly slept for a few hours after getting to the hotel room in the afternoon, he could hear the little star's plea and knew the little star could no longer take him. He reluctantly pulled out after releasing into the little star for the fourth time in a night. He kissed the little star's red eyes and patted his waist softly. "I will clean you up," Ace whispered into Brewster's ear. Brewster nodded, unable to utter a word. He felt like his voice w