Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 566 - 564 Punishment

Si Yuheng took two steps to catch up, once again grabbing her and tucking her under his arm as he walked toward the deck.

Liang Anya wasn’t short, standing 168 centimeters tall without shoes and nearly 170 with them, but next to Si Yuheng, who was close to 190 centimeters, she looked like a frail prey with no chance to resist.

Along the way, Liang Anya struggled desperately in his grip, kicking, punching, cursing, and even biting, but Si Yuheng subdued her with ease.

Through a haze, she caught sight of the crew members on the deck and a glimmer of hope flickered:

"Help! Save me! This man is my abductor—"

But the crew members all lowered their heads and even retreated into the dispatch room one by one, following the boat owner’s orders.

Liang Anya could hardly believe her eyes, what was this!

"Sweetheart, it’s not nice to call your boyfriend a kidnapper during a fight," Si Yuheng said with a light chuckle, taking her down from the deck.

"What boyfriend—help— he’s not my boyfriend—call the police—please, help me—" Liang Anya continued to struggle and scream!

Si Yuheng took a cloth strip from his subordinate and stuffed it into Liang Anya’s mouth!

The woman’s loud cries were abruptly silenced on the beach!

He hoisted the girl in his arms over his shoulder and, surrounded by people, headed toward the villa in the woods.

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Back at the villa, Si Yuheng didn’t have someone take Liang Anya upstairs; instead, he carried her down to the basement in just a few large strides.

Liang Anya had long since run out of strength, lying over Si Yuheng’s shoulder like a dead pig.

It wasn’t until they reached the basement that she became alert again.

Only one lamp hung in the basement, half-bright and half-dark, swinging in mid-air, with a large cage in the corner.

Cold sweat soaked her t-shirt, and she clenched her fists tightly, fear like she had never known before crawling into her heart.

Her escape attempt had failed, completely enraging this devil!

What was he going to do to her—

Si Yuheng, apparently aware of her terror, showed no sign of pity as he clanged the iron cage door open with one hand, threw the woman inside, and then quickly shut the door.

Liang Anya fell with a thud onto the cold stone floor, ignoring the pain as she got up and rattled the iron door:

"What are you doing, let me out! Let me out!"

"You found the high bed and soft pillows uncomfortable, fine, then you shall live here for the coming days." 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

The devil’s lips curled with a chilling, sinister smile.

"No! Let me out! I don’t want to live here alone!" Liang Anya banged against the cage door desperately.

Being locked in a room in the villa was intolerable for her.

If she were to be confined in the damp and eerie basement next, she would go insane!

"Oh, sweetheart, don’t worry, of course, I won’t leave you here alone," Si Yuheng’s residual anger was palpable, the cold mirth spread.

Liang Anya’s entire body bristled with goosebumps as her hands battering the door paused—what on earth did this devil want to do.

Si Yuheng clapped his hands, and the door atop the basement stairs burst open, a fierce barking instantly flooding in like a tide:

"Woof—"

The nearly 190 cm tall bodyguard used all his strength just to restrain the hefty and robust King.

The King charged toward his owner, his ferocious appearance vanishing in an instant, prostrating himself on the ground like a Little Kitten.

"What exactly are you trying to do?" Liang Anya’s hand slipped down from the iron gate’s railing as she stepped back several paces.

Si Yuheng yanked open the door of the cage, glancing at the wolfhound loyal as a subject: "King, get in!"

The King reacted very swiftly, clearly having been trained for just such moments, and he leaped into the cage in a single bound!

"Ah—," Anya was terrified out of her wits, crouching and covering her head and face.

At the snap of Si Yuheng’s fingers, the King pounced toward Anya, skidding to a stop right before her, glaring at the girl while letting out a reluctant howl from his throat.

With a clang, Si Yuheng closed the cage door: "If you don’t want to be alone, then stay with the King."

Anya was in utter shock, eyeing the wolfdog close at hand. She wanted to rush to the door to shake it, yet she was afraid of enraging the King. This large wolfdog could tear her apart in minutes, so she could only whisper in a lowered voice, no longer caring about her dignity, "Si Yuheng, I don’t want to be locked up with a large wolfdog! I, I’m afraid of dogs! I’m even scared of small Teddy dogs— Let me go back upstairs, please, I won’t try to escape again—"

Even the room upstairs was a thousand times better than this environment!

In the next few days, she would either die from the wolfdog’s bite or from sheer fright!

Si Yuheng’s voice was like cold snow, his answer exceedingly decisive: "No good."

It was only natural for someone who betrayed him to be punished this way.

If it weren’t for the fact that she still had some utility, her fate would be even worse.

Just spending a minute with this large wolfdog was enough to drive her insane.

She continued to wail: "No, I don’t want to be locked up with the wolfdog—let me out, let me out—"

"You don’t want to be locked up with the King, is that it?" Si Yuheng seemed impatient with her clamor, raising an eyebrow.

Anya’s hope flared as she nodded repeatedly.

Si Yuheng glanced back at his two tall and sturdy subordinates and snapped his fingers: "Then the two of you go keep Miss Liang company these next few days. Remember, take good care of her."

Anya felt a wave of dread rise up her back; she knew all too well what Si Yuheng meant by that.

The bodyguards had already agreed, pulling open the cage door. One entered first, tugging at his collar, his eyes showing a lecherous gleam as he walked straight towards Anya.

Anya looked in disbelief at the devil outside the cage.

Si Yuheng’s tone was wicked: "It’s just two men, you can handle that."

Such a lady of high society who had lived and studied abroad, and judging from her actions and style, how could she not have had men before.

Si Yuheng actually felt he was going easy on her.

The cage was already small, and in a few steps, the man had forced Anya into a corner. With his thick golden hairy hand he reached forward, grabbed the strap of her already slack T-shirt, and without any effort, yanked it down!

Just before her body was exposed, Anya suddenly came to her senses. Before her shirt could slide off, she quickly protected herself, bent down, and bit viciously into that furry large hand—

"Yah—," the man cried out in pain, fury rising as he raised his hand ready to slap the woman’s face, but Anya screamed:

"Fine, I’ll stay with the wolfdog!"

Si Yuheng’s voice carried a hint of smug satisfaction: "Stop. Come out."

The bodyguard had to suppress his anger, walked out of the cage, and with a clanging sound, he closed the door again, leaving only the King and the young woman in the enclosed space.

"You chose this yourself," Si Yuheng said as he turned to leave.

Anya had escaped a terrible fate and let out a sigh of relief, but then saw the large wolfdog still staring at her from across the iron cage, her breath tightened again, and she regretted it:

"Si Yuheng, isn’t there a third option? I really don’t want to be locked up with the wolfdog!"