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Whose woman was she?

Eve Butler is the embodiment of genuine beauty. In search of a modeling career she eagerly embraces Hollywood. Ironically, her vision takes a backseat upon meeting the man who would sign her, and will not let up until she seduces him

John a devoted businessman, refusing from mixing business with pleasure, is in pursuit of Eve to become his franchise model. He inadvertently falls for Eve, and finds himself entangled in a web of sexual attraction and duplicity.

John soon wakes up to the realization that Eve is not only a devil in disguise but she is wanted.

WHEN THE DUST SETTLES

I AM STILL STANDING

In life there are movers, shakers and detonators. Men made with that extra ordinary quality, and would not be denied their rightful place in society. They seem to have what some may call “iron in their blood” and are driven by that steel-like-will-not-be-denied quality to succeed against all odds.

We’ve not only seen this extra ness demonstrated in a man’s athletic ability but also in every combative situation in which their involvement occurred. The desire, deep down, inside is to win!

In 1990, Michael Jordan while playing for the Chicago Bulls, pursued respect for himself and his team by scoring three times his jersey number as he dropped 69 points on the Cleveland Cavaliers.

In 1940 Sir Winston Churchill, elected as Britain’s Prime Minister delivered his famous “blood, toil and sweat” address. Victory is our aim, victory at all costs, victory in spite of terror, victory. However, long and hard the road may be; for without victory there can be no survival. He also said, “Success is going from failure to failure without loss of enthusiasm.”1 Churchill bent on perseverance led Britain through multiple wars with both his courage and strong determination. “His bull-dog determination smashed through every obstacle that stood in the road to victory. I dubbed him as the “bull dog warrior,” friend and foe alike knew the meaning of his raised two forefingers, which formed a “V”- victory at all costs.²

I have already unveiled what drives us as men. However, how do we acquire this awesome propellant?

What causes us to rise to the occasion no matter what odds come against us?

Is it something that we were born with - inherited from our genes?

How did we get it?

Is it something we acquired from a coach or some other leader who, as if by design, stepped into our life?

Is it the refining process which, brings out the best in us during our struggle to swim upstream?

Is it inspiration?

Is it the belief?