Mr. and Mrs. Tyler

The divorce had been quick. You got everything, which you quickly signed over to Alison. The wedding was extravagant, funded mostly by Tegan's savings. Alison had reasoned, albeit privately, that if Tegan had no money, she would have **** but to stay as your live-in maid.

The wedding was a big show of you submitting to her. Her vows were about caring for her submissive husband, loving and treating him well as long as he obeyed. Yours were about obeying, submitting, serving, and loving Alison. Of course, you took her last name. That was never in question.

The contract you drew up for Tegan was complete bullshit. Due to a lot of... pressure from Alison, Tegan essentially signed her life away to work for "The Tylers."

Alison ran the town and she ran it well. She had everything she wanted, now. Power. Her pet. A house. A maid. She was not stupid, nor was she motivated by misplaced greed or jealousy. You never even thought of having a wandering eye.

You were sure when the change had happened, but you felt nothing but complete and undying love for Alison. When you were home with her, or out and about, your focus was only on her. You were her trophy husband through and through. And she actually treated you well. You wouldn't dare think of disobeying her, so she never needed to punish you.

As different as things were from how you'd envisioned them, your life in that town was amazing.