Read Online Reckless (Fractured Farrells: A Damaged Billionaire Series Book 2) by Mallory Crowe - Free Book Online

back to the resort before he turned back to Malia. “It kind of looks like I can.”
    “I could call the police,” she threatened.
    The corner of his mouth lifted. “The amount of taxes I pay here could fund the entire Honolulu police force for years. I doubt they’d be any help. In fact, I bet if I offered any of them a free, indefinite stay at a world-class resort, they’d jump at the chance. You’re not going to get much sympathy from any of the boys in blue.”
    Malia fell into the back of the seat, inching as far away from him as possible. “You’re messed up in the head.”
    Maybe he was, but his messed-up head was going to get her somewhere safe and secluded for the rest of the day. “Why don’t we go over what you need right now? I can have one of the staff get you the necessities. Maybe a few extra clothes, phone charger. We have toothpaste and toothbrush at the hotel.” He took out his phone to take notes. “What else do you think you’ll need?”
    She looked skeptical. “You’re going to send one of your errand boys on a shopping trip for me? Good grief, I assure you I’m not good enough in bed to warrant this.”
    “Malia, I’m not doing this so you’ll sleep with me.”
    “Don’t lie to me. I know exactly what your intentions are.”
    “My intentions are to fuck you hard and frequently. But I’m helping you because your home and all your belongings were just destroyed and I want to help. Does that clear things up?”
    Malia’s mouth hung open in shock and she wordlessly nodded as she inched farther into her seat, slouching down before she turned to look out the window.
    Robert wanted to say something comforting or calming, but couldn’t. What the hell did he know about comfort? Walter had never been one for fatherly affection, and as long as his mother got her monthly alimony checks, she never had much use for the son who reminded her of her failed marriage. But he was smart enough to know that Malia needed someone right now. She hadn’t mentioned any friends she wanted to stay with or call.
    Strange. He knew she knew people. From the way Moe had talked about her, she’d been a presence on the island for years, and she worked enough jobs. Maybe he wasn’t the only one she was so determined to keep out.
    That was probably why he was so drawn to her. The one person just as fucked up as he was.
    The driver dropped them off at the busy main entrance to the resort. Robert led her straight to the elevator and hit the button for the top floor.
    “Did you already tell them to set up a room for me?”
    “I’m putting you in the presidential suite for the rest of the week.”
    She raised a skeptical brow. “Fancy. So who’s the president I’m kicking out?”
    “Me,” he said simply.
    “I thought you said—”
    “Don’t worry. I’ll move out as soon as they can get a room ready for me.” Specifically, the room next door. “But at least now you have somewhere to relax.”
    The elevator doors opened and he led Malia to his hotel room. Not exactly the way he’d imagined leading her to his room when he’d been thinking about her in the shower last night, but it was a win in a roundabout way.
    He inserted his room key and the lock slid free, allowing him to hold the door for Malia. She walked in slowly; her eyes bounced over every little detail of the room. He was always meticulously neat when staying at his properties. The employees tended to gossip about his habits, so nothing he left out could be considered safe. He liked to leave the room whenever he went out as though he had never been there.
    “This is”—Malia looked around the corner to see the large king bed, sitting area, conference table, and oversized balcony that overlooked the beach—“too much.” She turned to face Robert. “I really don’t need all this. Even a normal room here is probably more than I could ever afford and the idea of taking something for nothing just makes me feel wrong.”
    “I told you, I