Upon landing, Chun Li heard her phone ring. Rolling her eyes, she answered it.

"You know I hate it when you roll your eyes." her darling husand said upon answering. "Yeah, well-HEY! Wait a minute, how the hell...?" Chun Li said, startled and then stamped her foot. "I knew it! You didn't trust me! Where are your cameras?!"

"Calm down, my love. It's not that I don't trust-" he started laughing. "Couldn't finish that with a straight face."

"Bastard."

"No need for that langauge. I felt that...letting you back out would...give you strange ideas." Bison explained and she was betting he was smirking at her too. "Too...independent ideas."

"You thought I was going to run away." she accused him.

"Well, if you want to put it that way: yes, I did think you were going to run away." he agreeded with her. "Now, honestly, I don't know what man would want to marry you..."

Chun Li fumed. "You married me!"

"Yes, that's true but no other man could stand you like I can. They would divorce you in a second if they knew your real personality: sadistic, evil, down right bitchy..."

"F*ck you."

"Already did last night." Bison retorted and changed the subject. "Now, I'm sure you read the report, right?" "Yeah, sure, whatever, I did." Chun Li sighed unhappiliy.

"That's a bit unsettling." he said quietly, "Remember, you fail..."

"Or what? You kill me like everyone else? Great." Chun Li snapped in the phone. "No, Chun Li, far far worse...well, for you. For me, I would enjoy it." Bison calmly told her, "Not only do I get to break your spine and finally have sex without any resistance but...you know our Juli, right?"

Shivers went down her spine...oh god...no...

"Wouldn't it be nice..." Bison dramatically paused, obviously to scare her, "To not think at all and be told what to think? Or to be completely controlled by your partner in holy matrimony?"

"You wouldn't...you wouldn't dare do that to me..."

"Yes, actually, to think about it, I would. After all, that would be no lip or cheeky remark from you, obbessive affections, worship of me and immediate sex on demand...hm, why didn't I do this before...?" Bison mused and Chun Li made a little noise.

"You...are...a...@#%$...." she barely managed to get out. "You're just trying to scare me and it's not going to work!"

Bison, amused, took this in a joking matter. "I, personally, would take that with a grain of salt, my love. Just remember to do a good job." he advised her.

Chun Li walked out of the jet landing area and groaned. "Now," Bison then said, "Tommorrow, do not go out of your room for any reason. Don't attract any attention. At night, 8:00, leave the hotel and go into the back of Interpole headquarters, wait til 8:45..."

"Hey, baby!" some guy wolf-whistled Chun Li and she ignored it.

"Ignore it." she told Bison, who must be raving mad, "He's just some punk."

"Can't. Now I have to kill him." Bison growled. "Nobody and I mean, nobody except me can do that to you."

"Oh, getting into your 'protect the wife' mode? Or is that the 'jealous' mode?" Chun Li sneered and Bison's voice got darker. "I'm doing this so it's not degrading." he hissed.

"I don't care." Chun Li waved it off.

"Good. Goodbye, my love."

There was a loud click.

xxx

Chun Li, arriving in her suite, laid down on the bed, relishing it. Nobody was in it except for her, no husband persuading her to have sex with him, no nothing.

Rubbing her eyes, Chun Li realized how tired she was. Jet lag, she supposed.

xxx

Bison looked unhappiliy at his bed. There was no wife, no woman to 'entertain' him, no nothing. It was lonely. For the first time in long months, his bed was completely empty.

He knew that he wouldn't be able to have any intercourse whatsoever until Chun Li came back home but it seemed so long and impossible. Bison was spoiled by making love to his wife every night.

Now, if Bison was still a bachelor, he would simply ask for another girl to spend the night with...but no. Chun Li, even resisting him, was the best woman in bed. He couldn't stand another one.

Looking around, Bison sighed weariliy. The room was so big without another person in it, almost seemed too big for him. So big...so lonely...

An image, a beautiful image, appeared in Bison's head: Chun Li, wearing her red dress with lace sleeves, reading a book silently to herself, her lusicious lips barely moving, by a blazing fire in the fireplace. He closed his eyes and relished the image, overcoming him with a sense of pleasure and happiness.

"Oh god, I miss you." he muttered. That, that he wouldn't admit to her a day in his life. "I miss you, Chun Li."

'Get a grip, Bison!' he hissed at himself. 'You're acting like some wounded lover! Your wife is coming back, you know it.'

He looked at the bed again. If the walls could talk...they would talk about...so many things happened here...

In fact, that was the bed that Chun Li lost her innocence in. The day before the wedding, when Bison threw her in his room and into his bed, she begged him to quit it. However, Bison refused and became her first. He proposed afterwards...or well, more of a force and blackmail-threating to make this a overexaggerated scandal and using her as a slave with nothing instead of a wife with everything, she agreed but barely.

Bison knew that she hated him. She despised him and detested him but did nothing about it. In return, Bison was cruel to her as well: that was the relationship.

A wicked smile came across his face. Thinking about it made him bring up the threat he gave Chun Li. Wonderful that sounded, controlling Chun Li's every single move and every single little thought, her being nothing but blissfully happy to worship him like a god.

Oh, how indeed cruel that sounded.