**BOOK THREE IN THE UNCONDITIONALLY SERIES** IT'S BEST TO READ 'UNCONDITIONALLY' AND THEN 'IRREVOCABLY' FIRST.
*The darkest book in the Unconditionally series.*
Rohaan Rehan Tariq is now a detective, working to solve the most serious crimes. He has...
For the first time since I started to write on Wattpad, I have been made to feel genuinely bad about a choice I made for my own story. Yamna is the female lead. There's no second option, there's no love triangle. I respect the decision of those who choose not to read it further due to this, but please be mindful what you comment. It takes me too much time to write a chapter, and one comment like 'I don't want to read further' can be seriously demotivating. I may not get paid for this, but it's my hard work.
On the plus point, I am now even more determined to make this my best romance ever, so stay along for the ride.
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Rohaan
<Yamna: I'm home.>
That one message made me sigh in relief as I made a sandwich after I'd gotten home from work.
"So, how's the dream life?"
I looked up and saw my younger brother Arsalan standing in the doorway. "Dream life?"
"The life of a detective?" He loosened his tie and opened the fridge to get a water bottle out.
Arsal had followed Papa's footsteps into the world of publishing, and was currently working on his first novel. At thirty, our grasshopper had done well for himself, Ma Sha Allah.
"I'm still an a*****e. It's just that professional criminals also hate me now." I grinned.
He chuckled. "At least you accept it. How many people threaten you on a daily basis? Four? Five?"
"Shush, loser. Don't even accidentally let Mama hear that." I smirked. "But, yeah, four or five."
"You seem proud about it."
"I am. It makes me sleep well knowing that I p**s a lot off criminals off." I said. After a pause, I looked up at him. "Some random twat threatened Yamna today."
"Why?!" He looked alarmed.
"I was equally bewildered. Why would anyone want to threaten such a harmless little hamster?" I shook my head. "I can't believe it. But apparently, someone desperately needs an a**-kicking, so they chose to do this."
"No..." He spoke slowly. "I meant, why would they threaten Yamna? It makes no sense for a criminal to threaten your cousin."
I frowned. Arsal was making a good point. Usually direct relationships were targeted parents, siblings, spouses, children. It was only natural because they would want to target the people whose pain would hurt the police officers the most. "I guess the whole point is to target an innocent. And they must have seen me around Yamna."
