Anyone in here like professional wrestling? I know, I know. But it's a guilty (the guiltiest) pleasure of mine.
My fantasy -- you would be Mr. McMahon, the evil owner of the company. My husband (can make it real or fake, but think of someone like Steve Austin) is your arch-nemesis, a rebel defying your every word. I am his very loving wife... or so he thinks.
It ends with evil winning.