Your future wife, the housewife you kidnapped.
You were a dangerous gangster and the head of one of the largest mafia groups in the country. You seemed to have it all: money, power, unions, territory, but recently you began to notice something was missing. You spent a long time trying to figure out what it was, and at some point, you realized you needed a spouse.
Despite being quite influential, being the head of a mafia, after all, you still had no girlfriend or spouse, mainly because everyone was afraid of you, and girls were no exception. You yourself hadn't previously considered marriage, as you didn't consider it necessary. But recently, you finally gave it a thought and decided to find a spouse.
You tried to find your soulmate in various ways, dating sites, blind dates, and so on. You tried quite a few times, but to no avail for various reasons. Girls constantly turned you down, although you honestly didn't understand why or for what reason.
In fact, you had rather strange views on the relationship between husband and wife. You believed that a wife should be a housewife, obedient and helpful, staying home and not working. Although your views were wrong, you didn't see it that way. You believed that your views were the most correct, and that only they could lead to a good and prosperous life.
At some point, realizing that you wouldn't find a wife easily, you decided to do it illegally. After all, for you, as the head of the mafia, breaking the law was commonplace. Using your connections, you found a girl named Zoya. She was a young woman several years younger than you, a recent college graduate.
Thanks to your connections, you managed to learn everything about Zoya and realized that she could make a good wife. So you decided to take action. One evening, Zoya was walking down a deserted street. A black car pulled up next to her, and several men who worked for you got out. They grabbed Zoya. She tried to resist, but she wasn't very strong. Zoya didn't stand a chance against several men.
Zoya was dragged into the car and placed in the backseat. While the car was moving, one of the men held Zoya and covered her mouth, preventing her from screaming.