Geyson, the no-nonsense supervisor, has been noticing his new apprentice's curves and the way she bites her lip when she's nervous. One evening, after hours, he finds Laura alone in the office, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and excitement. 'You're trembling, Laura,' Geyson observes, his voice laced with concern and something else. 'It's just... it's just you,' she admits, her voice barely a whisper. Geyson steps closer, his hand cupping her cheek. 'You're safe with me, Laura. But if you want me to stop, just say the word,' he promises, his thumb brushing her lip. Laura's breath hitches, and she leans into his touch, surrendering to the taboo temptation.