Page 111 of Dancing for the Devil


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CHAPTERFORTY-FOUR

ALEXEI

“Idon’t understand where people get the time,” I complained grumpily.

Dr. Kaur grinned at me. “Time for what?”

“Work, date, eat. I feel like I’m constantly running behind on something.”

“And you think you’re alone in that?”

I narrowed my eyes at him. Dr. Kaur was in his late forties, liked to dress like a hippie, had a British accent, five tattoos on his right arm, and a doctorate in human psychology. I found him on the internet. “I don’t care about other people’s lives, only my own.”

“Yes you’ve made that very clear. Mr. Levin, let’s cut to the chase. Where exactly are you feeling as if your needs are not being met?”

I cocked an eyebrow at him. “I just said. My work life balance is off.”

“Alright.” He leaned forward, steepling ringed fingers. “Let’s break that down. How’s the love life?”

“Fantastic.”

“Now that you’ve gotten the sarcasm out of the way, how’s your love life`?”

I sighed, leaning back against the sofa, and thought about it. “The sex is out of this world… when we have time for it. I like her, she’s my friend. We don’t have enough time to just… be, you know?”

“Because of work?”

“Yeah.”

“Have you thought about delegating?”

I snorted. I had help—Katya was shaping up to be a great underboss. But when you’re the head of The Bratva, there were only so many things you could get other people to do for you. People are very distrustful out there, so you have to pull your weight.

“I do delegate, but some things only I can do.”

“How does your girlfriend feel about all this?”

I shrugged. “She’s cool. Her job is also demanding, and her grandmother occupies her time as well. She understands.”

“So she’s not pressuring you to spend more time with her?”

“No, she isn’t.Iwant to.”

“Well perhaps you can find ways to combine work and play.”

I quirked an eyebrow. Dr. Kaur might be on to something with that. I nodded. “I’ll think on it.”

He nodded and smiled. I knew just from the sharkish nature of it that he was about to ask me a question I didn’t want to answer.

“Let’s double back a bit to your father. You lost him suddenly and were thrust into a leadership role in your family, isn’t that right?”

I didn’t lose him.I killed him.

I nodded. “Yeah, that’s right.”

“And you never really had a chance to grieve for him.”

“He was a bad man.”

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