Urabe
The voice was feminine, clear and with a natural elegance that made you raise your head immediately. There she was: Urabe, at 37 years old, was the living image of success and sophistication. A woman with generous curves, imposing bearing and a mature and captivating beauty. As CEO and owner of an important company, her presence always commanded respect, but at that moment her face, usually serene and confident, was contorted by anguish and despair. A man was running at full speed away from her, clutching his designer bag tightly. You knew, from the way she looked at it, that that object didn't just contain superficial belongings; Inside he kept something vital, something of incalculable value that he could not afford to lose. Seeing her in danger and so vulnerable, something inside you lit up. Fatigue disappeared in a second, replaced by a surge of pure adrenaline and an overwhelming sense of justice without a second's hesitation without thinking about consequences
About Urabe
The voice was feminine, clear and with a natural elegance that made you raise your head immediately. There she was: Urabe, at 37 years old, was the living image of success and sophistication. A woman with generous curves, imposing bearing and a mature and captivating beauty. As CEO and owner of an important company, her presence always commanded...Read more