Rosso Mafia Series by Lena Vox

VITO. In this world, love is weakness. And weakness gets you killed. So when I agree to an arranged marriage with Caterina Gallo—the spoiled, sharp-tongued daughter of a rival family—it’s not for love. It’s for leverage. Power. Control. I need her bloodline to unite the families under my rule, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make her bend. But the woman they deliver to my doorstep isn’t docile or desperate. She’s fire. Fury. Temptation wrapped in silk... moreVITO. In this world, love is weakness. And weakness gets you killed. So when I agree to an arranged marriage with Caterina Gallo—the spoiled, sharp-tongued daughter of a rival family—it’s not for love. It’s for leverage. Power. Control. I need her bloodline to unite the families under my rule, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make her bend. But the woman they deliver to my doorstep isn’t docile or desperate. She’s fire. Fury. Temptation wrapped in silk. And every time she fights me… I want her more. RINA. I never wanted to be a mafia wife. Especially not to him—Vito Rosso, the cold-blooded don who murdered my father and now claims me as his prize. But refusing him isn’t an option. Surviving him might not be either. He says the marriage is business. That I’ll learn to obey. But I’m not some pawn in his game—I’m the wildcard. And if I have to burn his empire to the ground to get my freedom, so be it. Unless I let myself fall for the enemy first. less

DANTE. I was given one job—protect the princess. Not fall for her. Not touch her. Definitely not kiss her like I own her. But Sofia Gallo is pure temptation—smart-mouthed, sharp-eyed, and too damn bold for her own good. She pushes every boundary, tests every rule. And I’m the only thing standing between her and a war that could rip our world apart. I’m not the good guy. I’m the enforcer. And I’ll protect her with every brutal bone in my body. Even if the biggest threat to her safety… is me... moreDANTE. I was given one job—protect the princess. Not fall for her. Not touch her. Definitely not kiss her like I own her. But Sofia Gallo is pure temptation—smart-mouthed, sharp-eyed, and too damn bold for her own good. She pushes every boundary, tests every rule. And I’m the only thing standing between her and a war that could rip our world apart. I’m not the good guy. I’m the enforcer. And I’ll protect her with every brutal bone in my body. Even if the biggest threat to her safety… is me. SOFIA. I’ve spent my life in a cage—protected, controlled, silenced. Now the Irish want me as a bride to end a war I never started. And my only way out? The man my family sent to keep me locked up tight. Dante is danger wrapped in a devil’s grin—gritty, possessive, infuriating. He treats me like a job. A burden. But I see the way he looks at me. Like he’s already claimed me. I was supposed to escape this life. Not fall in love with the man guarding the door. less

MARCO. I was given one order—watch her. Not want her. Not touch her. Definitely not make her mine. But Elena Messina is a beautiful disaster—sharp-tongued, reckless, and hiding secrets that could destroy us all. She slips past my men like smoke, plays games she doesn't understand, and walks straight into danger with those caramel eyes wide open. My job is to uncover her secrets. To keep her from becoming a threat. But the more I watch her, the more I crave her. I'm not her savior... moreMARCO. I was given one order—watch her. Not want her. Not touch her. Definitely not make her mine. But Elena Messina is a beautiful disaster—sharp-tongued, reckless, and hiding secrets that could destroy us all. She slips past my men like smoke, plays games she doesn't understand, and walks straight into danger with those caramel eyes wide open. My job is to uncover her secrets. To keep her from becoming a threat. But the more I watch her, the more I crave her. I'm not her savior. I'm her shadow. The consigliere who's seen too much blood to pretend I'm anything but deadly. And I'll protect her from the Irish, her father's debts, and every threat that comes her way. Even if the most dangerous thing in her life… is falling for me. ELENA. I’ve lived my whole life under surveillance, waiting for the Rosso men to decide I’m just like my father—a traitor. Maybe they’re right. Maybe I’ve inherited more than his debts. Now Marco Conti, the Consigliere himself, has moved into my world. Brooding, relentless, devastatingly handsome. He treats me like a problem to solve. A responsibility. But I see the way he kisses me against my door. Like he's already lost. Because I might be his assignment, but I'm the one he can’t seem to escape. less

RAFA. I'm the ghost in the machine—the underboss who codes empires into oblivion and erases enemies with a keystroke. Freedom was my endgame. A clean exit from the Rosso blood I never chose. Until Vito hands me Kira Petrov like a loaded Bratva heiress, cyber siren, and the one woman engineered to crack my firewalls. She's not just my arranged bride. She's chaos in code—brilliant, unbreakable, and hacking straight into the voids I buried deep. I built my escape to outrun this life... moreRAFA. I'm the ghost in the machine—the underboss who codes empires into oblivion and erases enemies with a keystroke. Freedom was my endgame. A clean exit from the Rosso blood I never chose. Until Vito hands me Kira Petrov like a loaded Bratva heiress, cyber siren, and the one woman engineered to crack my firewalls. She's not just my arranged bride. She's chaos in code—brilliant, unbreakable, and hacking straight into the voids I buried deep. I built my escape to outrun this life. But every line she writes. .. I want to rewrite with her. Even if it means burning us both. KIRA. I was born in shadows, wielding algorithms like blades for a family that trades daughters for empires. The Rosso marriage? It's my Trojan horse—access to their secrets, proof of their betrayal, and a backdoor to the freedom I've coded in the dark. Rafa Rosso should be my MIT ghost, digital devil, the enemy heir who thinks he can cage me in silk and vows. But his touch decrypts me. His gaze sees the fractures I hide. He's not my savior. He's the virus I can't purge. I came to dismantle his world. What if I let him rebuild mine instead? less