For a second, Monty forgot who he was. Romi's mischievous smirk, the way he looked at him with those warm, teasing eyes—it made Monty's heart flutter in the most inconvenient way.
But then, Romi said something that pulled Monty right back to earth.
"Wait... she's your ex?" Romi had asked, confused. "That guy is your ex?"
Monty blinked rapidly. Oh no.
A surge of panic rushed through him like a cold wave. I'm dressed as a girl. He thinks I'm a girl. If he finds out the truth… everything's going to crash.
He quickly swallowed the truth and spun a new tale.
"That girl," Monty said, trying to stay cool, "is actually my brother's girlfriend."
Romi raised an eyebrow. "Seriously?"
Monty nodded gravely. "Yeah. And she's cheating on him. My poor brother doesn't even have a clue. He did everything for her… and this is how she repays him."
Romi's eyes narrowed. "So she's two-timing your bro? That's low."
Monty nodded again. "Exactly. She's breaking his heart, and he doesn't even know it."
Romi suddenly clapped his hands like a kid who had just found a secret mission. "Well, that settles it. It's time we teach that cheater a lesson! Honestly, I was getting bored here… now we have purpose."
Monty looked at him, one brow raised. "And how exactly do you plan on teaching her a lesson?"
Romi gave a wink, full of drama. "Oh, sweetheart… just sit back and watch your hubby in action. This husband of yours is cunning, sharp, and dangerously charming."
Monty turned his face away to hide the smirk, but inside he was dying with laughter. "Cunning and sharp?" he scoffed mentally.
You couldn't even figure out I'm a guy in a wig, Romeo.
Still, he played along, letting Romi lead the way.
The mission was on.
Wherever Naina and her mystery man went, Romi and Monty followed—like two undercover lovers on a secret mission. From the lake to the scenic cafés, from cozy viewpoints to gift shops—they tailed them like shadows, hiding behind menus, ducking behind bushes, and pretending to take selfies while spying.
Monty had to admit—Romi took the job way too seriously. At one point, he even bought sunglasses just to look more "spy-like."
Monty whispered, "You look like a rejected Bollywood villain."
Romi just smirked. "It's all part of the disguise, darling."
Finally, after hours of snooping and stalking, they saw something unexpected—something that made Romi stop in his tracks.
Naina.
She wasn't just touring the town. She was staying in the same hotel as them.
Monty froze. "Wait. You're telling me… she's here?"
"Yep," Romi said with a wicked grin, watching Naina enter the building. "Looks like fate really wants us to expose her."
Monty looked at Romi's face—there was a sparkle in his eye and a boyish, naughty grin stretching across his lips.
"Oh no," Monty muttered, "you're planning something ridiculous, aren't you?"
Romi smirked like a devil who just got permission to play. "Let's just say… if she's in our hotel… things are about to get very interesting."
And with that, the not-so-innocent honeymoon turned into a full-blown spy comedy—with drama, revenge, and a whole lot of heart.
Monty followed behind, rolling his eyes but secretly smiling. He had no idea what Romi was about to do next—but one thing was certain…
This mission?
Was going to be wild.