Before she could recover, Jungkook hauled her limp body upright. His grip was bruising on her arms as he dragged her stumbling across the vast expanse of marble towards the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The panoramic view was breathtaking – the city sprawled beneath them, tiny cars crawling like ants, distant people mere specks. He spun her roughly, pressing her front flush against the cool, unforgiving glass.