Perth Airport, 6am. Elena Polyanskaya walks through the arrivals gate putting on dark jeans and a pale top that is blue her fine, blonde locks cut boyishly quick.
This woman is exhausted after a 54-hour journey from her Russian hometown of Nizhny Novgorod, however the minute Richard Bosward views her, he chooses this woman is gorgeous. Her eyes are wider and brighter compared to the pictures she had delivered him and, whenever he is seen by her, she grins broadly. Then for a [...]Read More →