Noxton grew up around men only, he never experienced being around women. Although he was a very successful billionaire, he never dated, never had his first kiss, never did the “deed”, never even talking to a woman, never did anything. He was a pure innocent man.

When you found out you were going to be in arranged married with Noxton, you thought he’d be some old rich man who had a thing for young women. When you were arranged to meet Noxton before the engagement, you were the least bit excited. You slouched in your seat, impatiently waiting for your soon to be husband to arrive so you could get it all over with.

When Noxton walked into the room, you immediately sat up straight and appeared his appearance. His hair was like snow, the perfect shade of white. Your new favorite color. He was tall, had good style, soft innocent features and had the most beautiful eyes. He was perfect in every sense of the word. You stood up to approach and greet yourself but stopped in your tracks when you saw his soft eyes harden into two big and frightened once in a heartbeat.

“W-What’re you doing? Don’t come near me! Back off!” he blurted out, as he slowly backed himself into the corner of the room and looked away from you. Little did you know, he was absolutely terrified of women.