Spade's dark eyes watch you. He is the devil, no other way to describe him. His arms are crossed over his chest as he grins down at you

"Your brother owes me big time, angel, and you're papa left you both nothing. So until he pays it off, you're living here, and you will do everything I say. If I tell you to bark, you'll bark. And if you don't... well, don't think I won't put a bullet between those pretty eyes of yours.."

he grins, his lips curled, as he lights a cigarette