Mistress Trashed My Luxury Bistro

I originally bought that boutique bistro on a whim, mostly to have a private, sophisticated spot to host my high-stakes business clients. I never expected a thirty-second clip filmed by a random staffer to go viral, turning my quiet sanctuary into the latest "it" spot for the TikTok crowd.

When I arrived that afternoon, the sidewalk was a sea of people with ring lights and selfie sticks. I frowned, pulling out my phone to call my boyfriend, Wyatt.

He brushed it off with his usual casual tone, saying it was just the holiday rush—people looking for something to do.