He grumbled a curse and forced the door open just as expected. "Since when does changing clothes make so much noise, huh?" He ignored her state and looked around her room suspiciously. "What are all these things doing on the floor?"
"Get out of here....Can't you see I am busy." She whined. "They were there when I got in here." She hoped George would show up and talk the other man into giving her more privacy but she didn't see that happening. At least he did do anything to her since she was in this state so that was good.
"They were here, my ass," Bruce grumbled and looked at her. "You'd better keep it down from now on, you got that?"
She scoffed, "Alright...Whatever." She turned away from him with a slight attitude He couldn't do anything to here if he wanted to, she would like to see him try thouh and then see what her father thinks. She would laugh so hard, she even laughed at the thought of it unconsciously.
Bruce had almost pulled the door closed again when he heard her laughing. He frowned and turned back. "What's so funny?"
She didn't turn around and said "N-Nothing." She put back the outfit on properly and started picking up her room. Waiting for his next move.
"That's what I thought," he grumbled and left after all. He'd decided he didn't have time for her antics.
She went back to being upset about the whole thing with her sister ignoring the fact that the worst of her father's men walked in on her. She then made sure her door was shut and locked it hoping nobody important or fearful tried coming into her room. She changed into a mini nightgown and sat on her bed. She wondered when they were going to go and know that her sister was bait and there was nothing she could do about. She wanted to bang her head against the wall but decided against it. It was better she not end up with another bruise or bump on her head.
Later that night, George knocked on her door. "Anna, you ready to go?"